I Will Tell Me Ma - Roger Whittaker

作词：Traditional

作曲：Traditional

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

Albert Mooney say's he loves her

All the boy's are fighting for her

They knock at the door and ring at the bell

Sayin' oh my true love are you well

Out she comes as white as snow

Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes

Oul jenny Murray say's she'll die

If you don't get the fella

With the roving eye

Let the wind and the rain and hail blow high

And the snow come tumbling from the sky

She's as nice 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