The Kerry Boys

Lyrics

I’ll tell me ma when I go home
The boys won’t leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and they stole me comb
But that’s alright till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty, she is the bell of Belfast city
She is a courting one two three, please won’t you tell me who is she

Albert Mooney says he loves her, all the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door and they ring the bell
Sayin’ oh my true love are you well
Out she comes as white as snow, rings on her fingers bells on her toes
Old Johnny Murray says she’ll die
If she doesn’t get the fellow with the roving eye

Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come tumbling from the sky
She’s as nice 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 goes home
Let them all come as they will, for it’s Albert Mooney she loves still