Lyrics Tell Me Ma - Sham Rock, Philip Larsen, John Hamilton

Tell Me Ma

Tell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she\nTell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she\nAlbert Mooney says he loves her\nAll the boys are fighting for her\nKnock at the door and they ring that bell\nOh my true love, are you well\nOut she comes as white as snow\nRings on her fingers and bells on her toes\nOld Jenny Murray says she will die\nIf she doesn’t get the fella with the roving eye\nTell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she.\nLet the wind and the rain and the hail blow high\nAnd the snow come a-tumbling from the sky\nShe’s as nice as apple pie\nAnd she’ll get her own lad by and by\nWhen she gets a lad of her own\nShe won’t tell her ma till she comes home\nLet them all come as they will\nFor it’s Albert Mooney she loves still\nTell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she\nAh spring on\nLet the wind and the rain and the hail blow high\nAnd the snow come a-tumbling from the sky\nShe’s as nice as apple pie\nAnd she’ll get her own lad by and by\nWhen she gets a lad of her own\nShe won’t tell her ma till she comes home\nLet them all come as they will\nFor it’s Albert Mooney she loves still\nTell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she\nTell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she\nTell me ma when I go home\nThe boys won’t leave the girls alone\nThey pull my hair, they stole my comb\nBut that’s all right till I go home\nShe is handsome, she is pretty\nShe is the belle of Belfast city\nShe is a-courting one two three\nPray, would you tell me who is she\nWould you tell me, would you tell me\nWould you tell me who is she\nWould you tell me, would you tell me\nWould you tell me who is she\nWould you tell me, would you tell me\nWould you tell me who is she\nWould you tell me, would you tell me