ill tell me ma when i go home the boys wont leave the girls alone they pulled my hair and they stole my comb but thats all right til i go home she is handsome she is pretty she is the belle of belfast city she is courting one two three please wont you tell me who is she well albert mooney says he loves her all the boys are fightin for her knock on the door and they ring the bell oh my true love are you well out she comes as white as snow with rings on her fingers and bells on her toes poor jenny morrissey says shell die if she doesnt catch her fella with his rovin eye let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high and the snow come tumbling from the sky shes as nice as apple pie and shell get her own boy by and by when she gets a lad of her own she wont tell her ma when she goes home let the boys come as they will its albert mooney she loves still ill tell me ma when i go home the boys wont leave the girls alone they pulled my hair and they stole my comb but thats all right til i go home she is handsome she is pretty she is the belle of belfast city she is courting one two three please wont you tell me who is she 