作曲：Traditional

I'll tell me ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

Pull my hair they stole my comb

But that's alright till I go home

She is handsome she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast city

She is courtin' one two three

Please won't you tell me who is she

Albert Mooney says he loves her

All the boys are fighting for her

They knock at the door

And they ring at the bell

Saying Oh my true love are you well

Out she comes as white as snow

Rings on fingers her bells on her toes

Jenny Murray says she'll die

If she doesn't get the fellow

With the roving eye

I'll tell me Ma when I go home

The boy's won't leave the girls alone

They'll pull my hair they stole my comb

Well that's alright till I go home

She is handsome she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast city

She is courtin' one two three

Please won't you tell me who is she

Let the wind and the rain

And the hail blow high

And the snow come shufflin' from the sky

She's as nice as a apple pie

And 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

I'll tell me Ma when I go home

The boy's won't leave the girls alone

They'll pull my hair they stole my comb

Well that's alright till I go home

She is handsome she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast city

She is courtin' one two three

Please won't you tell me who is she

I'll tell me Ma when I go home

The boy's won't leave the girls alone

They'll pull my hair they stole my comb

Well that's alright till I go home

She is handsome she is pretty

She is the bell of Belfast City

She is courtin' one two three

Please won't you tell me who is she