Ben J W Anthony - I'll Tell Me Ma (The Belle of Belfast City)
I'll tell me ma when I get home, the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they steal my comb, but that's all right till I get home
She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City
She is courting one, two, three, hey, won't you tell me, who is he
Albert Mooney says he loves her, all the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and ring the bell, hey, my true love, are you well
She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City
She is courting one, two, three, hey, won't you tell me, who is he
Out she comes as white as snow, rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Old Jenny Murray says she'll die, If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City
She is courting one, two, three, hey, won't you tell me, who is he
Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high, snow come tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie, she'll get a fellow by and by
She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City
She is courting one, two, three, hey, won't you tell me, who is he
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, it's Albert Mooney she loves still
She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City
She is courting one, two, three, hey, won't you tell me, who is he
She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City
She is courting one, two, three, hey, won't you tell me, who is he
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