Jan Smit
Jan Smit - The belle of belfast lyrics
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I tell me ma when i go home the boys won't leave the girls alone. They pull my hair, they stole my comb but that's allright till i go home. She is handsome, she is pretty she's the Belle of Belfast city she is a-courtin -one, two three please would you tell me who is she. Albert Moonney says he loves her and all the boys are fighting for her they rap at the door and they're ringing the bell saying:"Oh my true love are you well? As she comes as white as snow rings on her fingers and bells on her toes oh, Jenny Murphy says she will die if she doesn't get A fella with a rovin' eye. Let the wind and the rain and the gale blow high and the snow goes shov'lling from the sky. She's as nice as apple-pie to get her own at by 'n' by. When she gets a letter own she won't tell her ma when she gets home let them mark 'em as they will but it's Albert Mooney that she loves still. I tell me ma when i go home the boys won't leave the girls alone they pull my hair, they stole my comb but that's allright till i go home. She is handsome, she is pretty she's the Belle of Belfast city she is a-courtin -one, two three please would you tell me who is she