Will Millar - Belle Of Belfast City
Tell my ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's all right 'till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is courting 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
Knock on the door
and they ring the bell
Oh my true love are you well
Here she comes as white as snow
Rings on her fingers
and bells on her toes
Old Jenny Murray she says she'll die
If she doesn't get the boy
with the roving eye
Tell my ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's all right 'till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is courting 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 tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
She'll get her own man by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma
'till she comes home
Let the boys stay as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
Tell my ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's all right 'till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is courting one two three
Please won't you tell me who is she