I'LL TELL ME MA

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(We sang this one in Glenelly's, a pub in County Tyrone.)
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I'll Tell Me Ma when I get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone.
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's alright till I get home.
She is handsome She is pretty, She's the belle of Belfast City
She's a-courtin' One! Two! Three! Please won't you tell me Who is she!

1. Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fightin' for her.
They knock at the door and they ring at the bell
Saying "O, my true love, are you well?"
Out she comes white as snow
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Old Jenny Murphy says she'll die
if she doesn't get the fella with the rovin' eye.

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2. Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come a-tumblin' from the sky.
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by.
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell he ma when she gets home.
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still!

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