Chords for The Young Dubliners -- I'll Tell Me Ma
Tempo:
110.6 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] [D]
[A] [D] [G] [D]
[A] [D] Tell me ma when I go [A] home, the boys don't [D] leave the girls alone.
To pull my hair and stow my comb, [A]
that's alright [D] till I go home.
She's [G] handsome, she's pretty, [D]
she's the belle [A] of Dublin city.
[D] She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D]
please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves [A] her and all the boys [D] are fightin' for her.
And after the doors they ring the [A] bell, oh my Jule, [D] oh are you well?
Out [G] comes his way to [D] snore, rings on her [A] fingers and bells on her [D] toes.
Oh Jenny [G] Morrissey says she'll [D] die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
She's [G] handsome, she's [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow [A] high, so come [D] shoveling from the sky.
She is sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll get her [D] own lap by and by.
When she [G] gets a light of [D] her own, she won't tell her [A] ma, she goes [D] home.
Let them [G] all come as they [D] will, it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is [A] she?
[D]
[A]
[D] [G] [D]
[A] [D] [G] [D]
Tell me now and I'll go home.
[A] She's only [D] the girl's love, to pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] and that's [D] alright till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her, all of us are fighting for her.
He knocks at the door and rings the bell, [A] so go [D] to the door.
Out [G] comes his way a [D] swole, rings on her fingers [A] and bells on her bow.
[D] New Delhi murders [G] he says [D] she'll die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
The wind and the rain and the hail blow high, so come shoveling from the sky.
She's as sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll [D] get her own lad by the by.
When she [G] gets a lad of her [D] own, she won't tell her [A] ma she goes [D] home.
Let them all [G] come as they will, [D] it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
Tell me now and I'll go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone.
Pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] that's alright [D] till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D] please won't you tell me who is she?
[N]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] [D]
[A] [D] [G] [D]
[A] [D] Tell me ma when I go [A] home, the boys don't [D] leave the girls alone.
To pull my hair and stow my comb, [A]
that's alright [D] till I go home.
She's [G] handsome, she's pretty, [D]
she's the belle [A] of Dublin city.
[D] She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D]
please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves [A] her and all the boys [D] are fightin' for her.
And after the doors they ring the [A] bell, oh my Jule, [D] oh are you well?
Out [G] comes his way to [D] snore, rings on her [A] fingers and bells on her [D] toes.
Oh Jenny [G] Morrissey says she'll [D] die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
She's [G] handsome, she's [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow [A] high, so come [D] shoveling from the sky.
She is sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll get her [D] own lap by and by.
When she [G] gets a light of [D] her own, she won't tell her [A] ma, she goes [D] home.
Let them [G] all come as they [D] will, it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is [A] she?
[D]
[A]
[D] [G] [D]
[A] [D] [G] [D]
Tell me now and I'll go home.
[A] She's only [D] the girl's love, to pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] and that's [D] alright till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her, all of us are fighting for her.
He knocks at the door and rings the bell, [A] so go [D] to the door.
Out [G] comes his way a [D] swole, rings on her fingers [A] and bells on her bow.
[D] New Delhi murders [G] he says [D] she'll die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
The wind and the rain and the hail blow high, so come shoveling from the sky.
She's as sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll [D] get her own lad by the by.
When she [G] gets a lad of her [D] own, she won't tell her [A] ma she goes [D] home.
Let them all [G] come as they will, [D] it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
Tell me now and I'll go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone.
Pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] that's alright [D] till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D] please won't you tell me who is she?
[N]
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
[A] _ [D] _ Tell me ma when I go [A] home, the boys don't [D] leave the girls alone.
To pull my hair and stow my comb, [A]
that's alright [D] till I go home.
She's [G] handsome, she's pretty, [D]
she's the belle [A] of Dublin city.
[D] She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D]
please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves [A] her and all the boys [D] are fightin' for her.
And after the doors they ring the [A] bell, oh my Jule, [D] oh are you well?
Out [G] comes his way to [D] snore, rings on her [A] fingers and bells on her [D] toes.
Oh Jenny [G] Morrissey says she'll [D] die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
She's [G] handsome, she's [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow [A] high, so come [D] shoveling from the sky.
She is sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll get her [D] own lap by and by.
When she [G] gets a light of [D] her own, she won't tell her [A] ma, she goes [D] home.
Let them [G] all come as they [D] will, it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is [A] she?
_ _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ Tell me now and I'll go home.
[A] She's only [D] the girl's love, to pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] and that's [D] alright till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her, all of us are fighting for her.
He knocks at the door and rings the bell, [A] so go [D] to the door.
_ Out [G] comes his way a [D] swole, rings on her fingers [A] and bells on her bow.
[D] New Delhi murders [G] he says [D] she'll die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
The wind and the rain and the hail blow high, so come shoveling from the sky.
She's as sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll [D] get her own lad by the by.
When she [G] gets a lad of her [D] own, she won't tell her [A] ma she goes [D] home.
Let them all [G] come as they will, [D] it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
Tell me now and I'll go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone.
Pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] that's alright [D] till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D] please won't you tell me who is she?
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
[A] _ [D] _ Tell me ma when I go [A] home, the boys don't [D] leave the girls alone.
To pull my hair and stow my comb, [A]
that's alright [D] till I go home.
She's [G] handsome, she's pretty, [D]
she's the belle [A] of Dublin city.
[D] She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D]
please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves [A] her and all the boys [D] are fightin' for her.
And after the doors they ring the [A] bell, oh my Jule, [D] oh are you well?
Out [G] comes his way to [D] snore, rings on her [A] fingers and bells on her [D] toes.
Oh Jenny [G] Morrissey says she'll [D] die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
She's [G] handsome, she's [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow [A] high, so come [D] shoveling from the sky.
She is sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll get her [D] own lap by and by.
When she [G] gets a light of [D] her own, she won't tell her [A] ma, she goes [D] home.
Let them [G] all come as they [D] will, it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is [A] she?
_ _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ Tell me now and I'll go home.
[A] She's only [D] the girl's love, to pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] and that's [D] alright till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, [D] three, please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her, all of us are fighting for her.
He knocks at the door and rings the bell, [A] so go [D] to the door.
_ Out [G] comes his way a [D] swole, rings on her fingers [A] and bells on her bow.
[D] New Delhi murders [G] he says [D] she'll die, she doesn't get a fellow of the robe at night.
The wind and the rain and the hail blow high, so come shoveling from the sky.
She's as sweet as apple pie, [A] she'll [D] get her own lad by the by.
When she [G] gets a lad of her [D] own, she won't tell her [A] ma she goes [D] home.
Let them all [G] come as they will, [D] it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
Tell me now and I'll go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone.
Pull my hair and stow my comb, [A] that's alright [D] till I go home.
She is [G] handsome, she is [D] pretty, she's the [A] belle of Dublin [D] city.
She's [G] courtin' one, two, three, [D] please won't you tell me who is she?
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