Tell me ma when I get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair they stole [bad word] But that's all right till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a courting one, two, three
Prey won't you tell me who is she?

**Repeat [bad word] *

Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and they ring that bell
Oh my [bad word] love, are you well
Out [bad word] as white as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Old Jenny Murray says she will die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
 [bad word] *

Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high
And snow some a tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her Ma till [bad word] home
Let them [bad word] as they will for it's Albert Mooney she loves still

Tell me ma when I get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair they stole [bad word] But that's all right till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a courting one, two, three
Prey won't you tell me who is she?

Tell me ma when I get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair they stole [bad word] But that's all right till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Sydney City
She is a courting one, two, three
Prey won't you tell me who is she?