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I'll tell me Ma when I go home |
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The boys won't leave the girls alone. |
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They pull my hair, they stole my comb, |
| [00:30.08] |
but that's alright till I go home. |
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She is handsome, she is pretty |
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She is the belle of Belfast city |
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She is courtin' one, two, three. |
| [00:41.09] |
Please won't you tell me, who is she? |
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|
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Albert Mooney says he loves her, |
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All the boys are fighting for her. |
| [00:55.08] |
They knock at the door and ring at the bell |
| [00:58.04] |
Saying "Oh, my true love are you well?" |
| [01:01.02] |
Out she comes as white as snow, |
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Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes. |
| [01:06.08] |
Oul Jenny Murray says she'll die, |
| [01:09.04] |
If she don't get the fellow with the roving eye. |
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|
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She is handsome, she is pretty |
| [01:15.02] |
She is the belle of Belfast city |
| [01:17.09] |
She is courtin' one, two, three. |
| [01:20.06] |
Please won't you tell me, who is she? |
| [01:24.02] |
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|
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Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high |
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and the snow come tumblin' from the sky |
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She's as nice as apple pie |
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And she'll get her own lad by and by. |
| [01:56.05] |
When she gets a lad of her own, |
| [01:59.02] |
she won't tell her Ma when she goes home |
| [02:02.00] |
Let them all come as they will |
| [02:04.07] |
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still. |
| [02:07.02] |
|
| [02:07.05] |
She is handsome, she is pretty |
| [02:10.04] |
She is the belle of Belfast city |
| [02:13.02] |
She is courtin' one, two, three. |
| [02:17.01] |
Please won't you tell me, who is she? |
