TYPE |
COUNTRY |
TITLE |
SEQUENCER |
M/L | S | A fill-a me do, a fill-a me day | T. Stephens |
L | I | A nation once again | |
M/L | E | Ah-di-do, ah-di-do-da-day | B. Taylor |
L | I | Air fol lol lol lo ho ro;Air fol lol lol lay, | |
L | S | Al dal di dal di dal | |
M/L | E | All the birds of the air fell | Unknown |
M/L | C | Alouette, gentille Alouette, | B. Taylor |
L | S | An O, for ane-and-twenty, Tam! | |
L | S | And a knave has his knave tricks | |
M/L | AM | And drill, ye tarriers, drill | B. Taylor |
L | C | And fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, | |
M/L | E | And for my offence I shall die, I shall die, | T. Stephens |
L | I | And if I was a blackbird who could whistle and sing | |
L | S | And if you could have seen her there, | B. Taylor |
L | I | And it's home, boys home, | |
M/L | E | And it's No! Nay! Never! | B. Taylor |
L | S | And it's oh! but I'm longing for my ain folk, | |
L | S | And it's over the mountain and over the main | |
L | S | And it's Westering home, and a song in the air, | |
L | I | And low lies the fields of Athen Rye, | |
M/L | AM | And sing blow away the morning dew, | T. Stephens |
M/L | S | And strolling through the green fields on a summer day | T. Stephens |
M/L | AU | And the band played 'Waltzing Matilda' | Unknown |
M/L | E | And this be law, I shall maintain | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | And wasna he a rougey, a rougey, a rougey | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | And we'll all go together | B. Taylor |
L | I | And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green | |
L | I | And what's it to any man whether or no | |
M/L | AM | A-roving, a-roving | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Ay waukin', O | B. R. Tubb |
M/L | S | Aye wakin' oh | B. R. Tubb |
M/L | S | Because these green hills are not highland hills | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Blow the wind southerly | B. Taylor |
L | E | Boken-hearted I'll wander, broken-hearted I'll remain | |
M/L | S | Bonny lassie, I'll lie near you, | T. Stephens |
M/L | C | Boom de de boom boom | B. Taylor |
L | S | Bring back, bring back | |
L | AM | But sweeter, dearer, yes, dearer far than these, | |
M/L | I | But there's none of them can sing so sweet, | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | But they kissed so sweet and comforting as they pressed to each other | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | By the rising of the moon, | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Calon lân yn llawn daioni | B. Taylor |
L | E | Caput apri defero, | |
M/L | C | C'est l'aviron qui nous mène, qui nous mène | B. Taylor |
L | S | Change for Achterclachter, cuddle ma dachter | |
M/L | S | Charlie is my darling, | Unknown |
M/L | E | Cherry ripe, cherry ripe | B. Taylor |
L | S | Come along, come along, | |
L | E | Come and worship, | |
L | C | Come awa' hame,laddie; Come awa' Hame. | |
M/L | S | Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can | B. Taylor |
L | C | Come my lad, a dancing | |
M/L | S | Come through the heather, around him gather | L. Nelson |
L | S | Coorie doon, coorie doon, coorie doon, my darling, | |
M/L | S | Corn rigs an' barley rigs | B. Taylor |
L | E | Derry down, down, hey derry down | |
M/L | S | Diddum a doo a dum a day, | Unknown |
L | I | Eileen Orr, me heart is turning gray | |
M/L | I | Fair lie the fields of Athenry | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Fal the dal the di do | B. Taylor |
L | I | Fare thee well Enniskillen, | |
M/L | I | Fare thee well Enniskillen, fare thee well for a while | B. Hicks |
M/L | AM | Fare thee well, fare thee well | B. Taylor |
M/L | C | Farewell to Nova Scotia, you sea-bound coast | B. Taylor |
M/L | AM | Follow the drinking gourd | B. Taylor |
M/L | C | For he goes birling down a-down the white water | B. Taylor |
L | I | For I'm the boy to please her and I'm the boy to tease her | |
L | S | For the Ploughboy lads are gay braw lads | |
M/L | S | For the ploughboy lads, they're gey braw lads, but they're false and they're deceiving o, | T. Stephens |
L | S | For ye can see them a', the lads o' the fair, | |
M/L | I | From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Gather up the pots and the old tin cans | B. Taylor |
L | E | Gloria Hosanna in Excelsis! | |
L | E | Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
M/L | AM | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | B. Taylor |
M/L | AM | Go, tell it on the mountain | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Green grow the rushes-O, | T. Stephens |
M/L | W | Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Had we never lov'd sae kindly, | Alan Sim |
L | S | He drum ho he drum hey | |
M/L | I | He is my hero, my dashing darling | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Her eyes they shone like the diamonds | B. Taylor |
L | E | Hey! John Barleycorn, Ho John Barleycorn, | |
M/L | S | Hey, ho and away we go | B. Taylor |
L | I | Hi the diddley-i-dillum, diddley-doodle-i-dillum, diddley-door-i-diddley-i-day, | |
L | S | Hielan' Geordie's at your tail, wi' Drummond, Perth and a' run awa' | |
M/L | S | Hill you ho, boys; | B. Taylor |
L | C | Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo' | |
M/L | S | Ho ro, my nut brown maiden, Hiri, my nut brown maiden | B. Taylor |
L | AM | Hold on, hold on, | |
M/L | AM | Home, home on the range | B. Taylor |
L | S | Hush, hush, time to be sleeping | |
M/L | S | I hear the pibroch sounding, sounding | B. Taylor |
L | I | I was wearing corduroy britches | |
L | S | I will go, I will go | |
L | S | If it wasna' for the weavers, | |
L | S | I'm a a rover and seldom sober | |
L | E | I'm marching inland from the shore | |
L | E | In excelsis gloria, | |
M/L | I | Instead of spa, we'll drink brown ale | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | It was Brennan on the moor, | L. Nelson |
L | I | It's a long long way from Clare to here | |
L | I | It's over, it's over the mountain | |
L | E | It's the syme the 'ole world over | |
M/L | C | Jack was every inch a sailor, | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Jackie boy! (Master!) | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Lassie to my too row ray. | R. Clarke |
M/L | E | Let the toast pass, drink to the lass | B. Taylor |
L | S | Let the winds blow high, | |
M/L | S | Lintin addie toorin addie, | J. R. Davis |
L | E | Love and joy come to you and to your wassail too | |
M/L | C | Love is easy, love is teasing | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Low lie the fields of Athenry | B. Taylor |
L | E | Lully, Lulla, thou little tiny child, | |
L | I | Mary Mack's faither's makin' Mary Mack mairy me | |
L | I | Mary Mack's mother's making Mary Mack marry me, | |
M/L | E | Merrily, merrily shall I live now | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Musha rig um du rum da | B. Taylor |
L | E | Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
L | C | O Billy, sailor Billy, | |
L | E | O come, let us adore Him, | |
L | S | O for him back again! | |
M/L | S | O Hey! Johnnie Cope are ye waukin' yet? | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | O star of wonder, star of night, | Unknown |
L | S | O the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom | |
M/L | S | O the shearing's not for you, my bonny lassie o, | Unknown |
M/L | S | O the shearins nae for ye, my bonnie lassie o | Unknown |
M/L | E | O tidings of comfort and joy, | Unknown |
L | S | O! rest thee babe, rest thee babe, sleep on till day. O! | |
M/L | S | Ochòin! Mo chailin, 's mo shùil a'd dhéigh; | B. Taylor |
M/L | AM | Oh brown Rosie | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Oh dear! What can the matter be? | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Oh don't deceive me, Oh never leave me | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Oh my love she's but a lassie yet | B. Taylor |
L | E | Oh sorrow, sing sorrow | |
M/L | S | Oh the Gallowa' hills are covered wi' broom | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Oh the oak and the ash, and the bonny rowan tree, | Unknown |
L | S | Oh ye cannae fling pieces oot a twenty storey flat, | |
M/L | I | Oh! I will take you back, Kathleen | B. Taylor |
M/L | AM | Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Oh, blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down | B. Taylor |
L | S | Oh, cruel was the snow that sweeps Glencoe | |
M/L | AM | Oh, dem golden slippers | B. Taylor |
M/L | C | Oh, faretheewell my dear Mary Anne | B. Taylor |
M/L | AM | Oh, I wish I was in Dixie! Hooray! Hooray! | B. Taylor |
L | AM | Oh, kisses sweeter than wine, | |
M/L | S | Oh, leeze me on your curly pow | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away, | T. Stephens |
M/L | W | Oh, pure heart so true and tender | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Oh, roe, soon shall I see them, | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road | B. Taylor |
L | C | Oh... catch ahold this one, catch ahold that one | |
L | I | O-ro the rattlin' bog, the bog down in the valley-o | |
M/L | AM | Peas, peas, peas, peas | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows | B. Taylor |
L | E | Rejoice, rejoice! Emmanuel | |
L | S | Rickity too dum da | |
L | S | Ring ding diddle diddle i de o | |
L | S | Roamin' in the gloamin' on the bonnie banks o' Clyde, | |
M/L | E | Rule Britannia! Britannia rules the waves | B. Taylor |
L | S | Sae loudly let the Pibroch wake | |
M/L | S | Sae rantingly, sae wontonly | B. Taylor |
L | C | Says she, "Lawd, O Lawd! What ails you? | |
M/L | I | 'Sé mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear, | B. Taylor |
L | E | She was as beautiful as a butterfly and proud as a queen, | |
M/L | E | She's a big lass and a bonny lass and she likes her beer, | T. Stephens |
M/L | I | Shule, shule, shule shule agra | T. Stephens |
L | S | Sing fol de rol, lol de rol, | |
M/L | S | Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Sing me a song of the lad that is gone, | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Sing too-rel-ye ad-die | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Sing whack fol the diddle, | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Singing | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Singing loudly whistle in the wind, | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Singing too-rel-i-day, | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Singing... | B. Taylor |
L | I | Six long months I spent on Dublin, | |
M/L | E | So fare thee well my own true love | B. Hicks |
L | S | So fare ye weel, ye Mormond Braes, | |
L | E | So how can you tell me you’re lonely? | |
M/L | S | So it's cheer up my lads, let your hearts never fail, | R. Clarke |
M/L | W | Sosban fach boiling by the door | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Sosban fawr yn berwi ar y llawr, | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Step we gaily, on we go, | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Still I love him, I'll forgive him, | T. Stephens |
M/L | S | Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and Lochaber I will go, | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Sweet lass of Richmond Hill | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Sweet rose of Allandale | B. Taylor |
L | AM | Take her in your arms | |
L | S | Tha tighin fodham, fodham, fodham | |
L | I | That's my brother, Sylvest (what's he got?) | |
L | S | The bonnie lass o' Ballochmyle | |
L | S | The bonnie Wells o' Wearie! | |
M/L | S | The Campbells are comin, Oho! Oho! | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | The deil's awa, the deil's awa | Unknown |
M/L | I | The lark in the morning | Unknown |
M/L | C | The maple leaf, our emblem dear | B. Taylor |
L | S | The Northern Lights of Old Aberdeen | |
L | I | The Palm trees wave on high along the fertile shore | |
M/L | AM | The Union forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah! | B. Taylor |
L | I | There out on the ocean the ships are in motion | |
L | I | There were roses, roses | |
M/L | S | There's mony a bonnie lass frae the Howe o' Auchterless | R. Clarke |
M/L | W | There's the tug boat, come to tow them | B. Taylor |
L | S | Tho' far awa', my hairt's wi' you | |
M/L | S | Till all the seas gang dry, my dear, | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Toc daw'r stemar bach i douio | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo | T. Stephens |
M/L | S | Towering in gallant fame, | B. Taylor |
L | C | 'Twas I who built the Rockies up | |
M/L | S | Vair me o ro van o | B. Taylor |
M/L | C | V'là l'bon vent, v'là l'joli vent | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Wait for the wagon, | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Wales! Wales! | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Way hay, up she rises | B. Taylor |
L | C | We are an Island, a Rock in a stream | |
L | E | We wish you a Merry Christmas; | |
M/L | S | We'll go no more a roving, a roving in the night | T. Stephens |
L | I | Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog | |
L | E | We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors, | |
M/L | C | We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Wha wadna' fecht for Cherlie? | Alan Sim |
L | I | Whack fol de turalura ladie | |
L | I | Whack fol the dah | |
M/L | C | When you hear that whip a-poppin' | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Wi' a dree dree dradie drumtie dree | J. R. Davis |
L | S | Wi' a fal dal diddle um a die dum doo, | |
L | S | Wi' a hundred pipers, a' a', an' a', | |
L | S | Wi' a too-ra-li-oor-a-li-oor-a-li-ay. | |
L | I | Wid yer too ri aa fol the did-dle aa, | |
M/L | S | Will ye no come back again? | B. Taylor |
M/L | C | Windy weather boys, stormy weather, boys | B. Taylor |
L | E | With a hey tro-lo-del, hey tro-lo-del, | |
L | C | With a Right valarity whac, | |
M/L | I | With a tooroo, rooroo, rantin hi, | B. Hicks |
M/L | I | With me ring dum a doodle um dah, | B. Taylor |
L | I | With me tiggery tiggery-toram, | |
M/L | I | With me too-ry-ay | Unknown |
L | I | With me wack fol the do fol | |
M/L | I | With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy | T. Stephens |
L | I | Wrap me up in me oil-skin and jumper | |
M/L | AM | Yankee doodle, keep it up | B. Taylor |
L | I | You may travel from Clare to the county Kildare | |
M/L | I | You're the girl I do adore | B. Hicks |