I'll tell me ma
when I go home
the boys won't leave
the girls alone.
They pulled me hair
and stole me comb,
but that's alright
'till I get home.
She is handsome,
she is pretty,
she is the belle of Belfast city.
She is courtin' one two three.
Pray can you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her,
all the boys are fightin' for her.
They rap at the door,
they ring at the bell,
'Oh, me true love are you well?'
Out she comes
as white as snow
rings on her fingers
bells on her toes.
Old Jenny Murphy says she'll die
if she doesn't get a fella with the rovin' eye.
She is handsome,
she is pretty,
she is the belle of Belfast city.
She is courtin' one two three.
Pray can you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
and the snow come tumblin' through the sky.
She's as sweet 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
it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
She is handsome,
she is pretty,
she is the belle of Belfast city.
She is courtin' one two three.
Pray can you tell me who is she?
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