I'll tell me ma when I get home, the boys won't leave the girls alone,
They Pulled me hair, they stole me comb but that's all right till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty she's the Belle of Belfast city,
She is a courtin' a one two three, Please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her, all the boys are fightin' for her,
Knock at the door, ring at the bell, and "Oh, me true love, are you well?"
Out she comes, white as snow, rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Ould Johny Morrissey says she'll die, if she doesn't get a fella with the
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high, and the snow comes a
travelin' through the sky,
She's as sweet as an 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, It's Albert Mooney she loves still.
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