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    "I'll tell me Ma" Lyrics

    Roger Whittaker

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    Roger Whittaker - I'll tell me Ma

    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.
    This song was submitted on September 8th, 2006 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by . Dp, . Traditional, Alan E Branch, Donal Lunny, Kieran Kiely, Sinead O'connor, Stephen Patrick Wickham.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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