By the way, although Belfast has been the most common city mentioned in versions of this song, other cities may be substituted, most commonly Dublin (in the Fighting Jamesons’ version, for example), but I’ve even heard New York, and London is not unheard of, since this is commonly a childrens’ song customized for the locality.
Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door and they ring that bell Oh, my true love, are you well? Out she comes, as white as snow Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Johnny Murray says, "She will die If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye" Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come 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, 'til she comes home Let them all come, as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come 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, 'til she comes home Let them all come, as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she
If there was ever a more Irish song than this, I haven't heard it
Seppen Obushidian agreed!
Im irish and this is the best!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Glad you enjoy it 😊
This is amazing an absolute beaut thank you I love this song and I am only part Scottish
Your welcome! Thank you for the kind comment!
Wjtw JR hw❤❤❤❤❤
play this at my funeral
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Of course I’m Irish and this had to nightcored
oh yeah I'm Irish so any and all Irish songs by male and female solo singers, bands should be remixed by nightcore
anthonysean howell any requests?
Magin on a sesh with speakers drinking thy thes @Anthony seanhowell
@@musicink4855 Please make a 'come out ye black and tans' nightcore. I would appreciate it so much
@@mrjim2462 you got it! :)
Come out ya Black and Tans@@musicink4855
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I am Irish 🇨🇮☘️💗💗
I love this so much
Love you Ireland! Fair play to ya ❤☘
Yeeeoooooo
I'm on Irish Dances so i like this song :D
no requests any and all traditional songs will do
anthonysean howell well, may i have some examples? If i was Irish i would be better at knowing what is traditional 😅
@@musicink4855 ‘Marie’s Wedding’ is one, ‘Star of the County Down’ is another.
nightcore Irish songs heeeeeeee now I heard it all kudos and fcuking congrats to whoever had cojones to do it
anthonysean howell aw thank you! Your awesome!
love this version of this song because it is a nite club vetsion of the original song
Samuell Creed me too it's a really good version!
bopin to this shit at the ceile mor yo
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green chipmunk version?
I'm irish🇨🇮🇨🇮
Go paddys day2018❤😉
Belfast is in the north, not in the republic.
Why is there a leprechaun as the main picture?
Lots of people in northern Ireland, espically Belfast, they mostly refer to themselves as Irish, not british
Wtfrick not
To all those people who will yell at me, I do support Irish Unity, I just do not want a sectarian argument in the comments
By the way, although Belfast has been the most common city mentioned in versions of this song, other cities may be substituted, most commonly Dublin (in the Fighting Jamesons’ version, for example), but I’ve even heard New York, and London is not unheard of, since this is commonly a childrens’ song customized for the locality.
there just speed it up
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and they ring that bell
Oh, my true love, are you well?
Out she comes, as white as snow
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Old Johnny Murray says, "She will die
If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye"
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come 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, 'til she comes home
Let them all come, as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come 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, 'til she comes home
Let them all come, as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Won't you tell me
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Won't you tell me who is she?
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jesus fuckinf christ make it stop
Jesus Christ this just ruins the original song
As a person from Belfast, I have to say, it's your opinion, people like this version
@Merlin-Potter nice