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I'll Tell Me Ma When I Go Home
Traditional Irish LyricsVerse 1 and Chorus I'll tell me ma when I get home, The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull 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 a courtin' one, two, three, Please won't you tell me who is she
Verse 2 Albert Mooney says he loves her, All the boys are fightin' for her Knock at the door and ring at the bell, Saying oh my true love, are you well Out she comes as white as snow, Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Ould Johnny Morrissey says she'll die If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye
Chorus
Verse 3 Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come travellin' through the sky She's as sweet as apple pie, She'll get her own lad by and by When she gets a lad of her own She won't tell her ma when she gets home Let them all come as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
Chorus
Here is another hugely popular version of this song by Kirsty MacColl. She'll be sadly missed by all her fans.
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