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Irish Tradicional - I’ll Tell Me Ma Irish Tradicional - I’ll Tell Me Ma |
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DI'll tell my ma when I get home,
The Aboys won't leave the Dgirls alone
They pull my hair and stole my comb
But Athat's all right till DI go home
R: She is handsome, Gshe is pretty,
DShe is the Belle of ABelfast city
DShe is a courtin' Gone, two, three,
DPlease won't you Atell me Dwho is she
Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All the boys are fightin' for her
Knocking at the door ringing at the bell,
Saying oh my true love, are you well
Out she comes as white as snow,
With 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
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
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