Clancy Brothers Medley (i'll Tell Me Ma / Courtin' In The Kitchen / Irish Rover) Lyrics - Voyage Ii (amazon Exclusive) - Celtic Thunder

Tell me ma when I go home 

The boys won't leave the girls alone 

They pulled my hair and stole my coat 

But that's alright till I get home 

She is handsome, she is pretty 

She's the belle of Belfast city 

She's a courting 1 2 3 

Please won't you tell me who is she 

And the wind and the rain and the hail blow high 

Snow comes tumbling from the sky 

She's as sweet as apple pie 

She'll get her own man by and by 

When she gets a man of her own 

She won't tell her ma till she comes home 

Let them all come as they will 

For it's Albert Mooney she loves still 

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Come single belle and beau and to me pay attention 

Don't ever fall in love it's the devil's own invention 

For once I fell in love with lady so bewitching 

Miss Henreitta Belle down in Captain Kelley's Kitchen 

Tur a lur a lie 

Tur a lur a lie ee 

Tur a lur a lie 

Tur a lur a lie ee 

She slipped up to her room. I said "good Lord Almighty" 

She came back down the stairs wearing nothing but her nighty 

With her arms around me waist, she slightly hinted marriage 

When through the door in haste came Captain Kelley's carriage 

Tur a lur a lie 

Tur a lur a lie ee 

Tur a lur a lie 

Tur a lur a lie ee 

Photos 

On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six 

We set sail from the sweet home of Cork 

We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks 

For the Grand City Hall in New York 

Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore and aft 

Nohow the wild winds drove her 

She got several blasts, she got twenty seven masts 

And they called her the Irish Rover 

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out 

and the shipped lost its way in the fog 

And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two 

Just meself and the captains old dog 

And the ship struck a rock oh Lord what a shock 

The bulkhead was torn right over 

Turn nine times around and the pearl dove was drowned 

And the last of the Irish Rover