We are happy to offer some special notes on all of the songs on the LIVE CD. Some of the text will be identical to that found on the CD, while there are special comments and further information added--and, of course, lyrics so that you can sing along!. We hope you will enjoy this companion to your CD purchase. There are additional external links to other sites offering lyrics source3s and guitar chords and tabulature for your enjoyment.
Brendan joins Brian with fiddle-style leads on I'll Tell Me Ma, and Bridget gives the album some real Irish percussion with a hard shoe performance in front of the stage. This is a reel, and it is a lot of fun to play on the guitar and fiddle. The entire title is shown below...one of the longest in any song book.
There are many different lyrical versions of this song and
we use one of the more common.
I'll Tell Me Ma When I Go Home That the Boys Won't Leave the Girls Alone
I’ll tell me Ma, when I go home,
The boys won’t leave the girls alone.
He pulled my hair, he stole my comb,
But that’s all right till I get 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 he?
Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All the boys are fighting for her.
They’re rappin’ the door and ringing 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.
Auld Tommy Murray says she'll die,
If she doesn't get the fellow with the rovin’ eye.
Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high;
Snow come tumbling from the sky.
She's as sweet as apple pie;
She'll get her own lad by and by.
And when she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she comes home.
Let them all come as they will,
But it’s Albert Mooney she loves still.