Traditional, arranged by The Dubliners I'LL TELL ME MA I'll to is she? ## Albert Mooney says he loves her, all the boys are fightin' for her, Knock at the door, ring at the bell, and "Oh, me true love, are you well?" Out she comes, white as snow, rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Ould Johny Morrissey says she'll die, if she doesn't get a fella with the roving eye. Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high, and the snow comes a travelin' through the sky, She (azchords.com)