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    Tell my ma when I go home,
    The boys won't leave the girls alone,
    They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
    But that's all right 'till I go home.
    She is handsome, she is pretty
    She is the belle of Belfast city,
    She is courting, one two three
    Please won't you tell me who is she?

    Albert Mooney says he loves her,
    All the boys are fighting for her,
    Knock on the door and they ring the bell
    Oh my true love, are you well?
    Here she comes, as white as snow,
    Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
    Old Johnny Mary she says she'll die
    If she doesn't get the boy with the roving eye.

    Tell my ma when I go home,
    The boys won't leave the girls alone,
    They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
    But that's all right 'till I go home.
    She is handsome, she is pretty
    She is the belle of Belfast city,
    She is courting, one two three
    Please won't you tell me who is she?

    Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
    And the snow come tumbling from the sky
    She's as nice as apple pie
    She'll get her own boy, by and by
    When she gets a lad of her own,
    She won't tell her ma 'till she comes home,
    Let the boys stay as they will,
    For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.

    Tell my ma when I go home,
    The boys won't leave the girls alone,
    They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
    But that's all right 'till I go home.
    She is handsome, she is pretty
    She is the belle of Belfast city,
    She is courting, one two three
    Please won't you tell me who is she?

    Tell my ma when I go home,
    The boys won't leave the girls alone,
    They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
    But that's all right 'till I go home.
    She is handsome, she is pretty
    She is the belle of Belfast city,
    She is courting, one two three
    Please won't you tell me who is she?


    Tell my ma when I go home,
    The boys won't leave the girls alone,
    They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
    But that's all right 'till I go home.
    She is handsome, she is pretty
    She is the belle of Belfast city,
    She is courting, one two three
    Please won't you tell me who is she

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