The Irish Rovers
Belle of Belfast City
[Chorus]
I tell me 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?
[Verse 1]
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
They're up at the door, they're ringing the bell
Saying, "oh, my true love, are you well?"
I hope she comes, as white as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells and toes
Old Johnny Mary said she'll die
If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye
[Chorus]
I tell me 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?
[Instrumental interlude]
[Verse 2]
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
Let 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 does get 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
[Chorus]
I tell me 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?
[Chorus]
I tell me 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?