I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright 'till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin City She is a courtin' one two three Pray won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fightin' for her They knock at the door and they ring at the bell Saying, 'Oh me true love, are you well?' Out she comes, white as snow Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Ould Johnny Morrissey says she'll die If she doesn't get the fella with the rovin' eye
I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright 'till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin City She is a courtin' one two three Pray won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow comes 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
I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright 'till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin City She is a courtin' one two three Pray won't you tell me who is she?