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TYPE	COUNTRY	TITLE	SEQUENCER
M/L	S	I ainse loved a lass and I loved her sae well (Midi 2)	Unknown
L	E	I am a broken-hearted milkman, in grief I'm arrayed
M/L	I	I am a little beggarman, a begging I have been	B. Taylor
M/L	W	I am a young man living in sorrow	B. Taylor
L	I	I am always light-hearted and easy,
M/L	W	I ask not for ease and riches	B. Taylor
L	S	I bought a wife in Edinburgh
M/L	AM	I came from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee	B. Taylor
L	S	I come tae a cross and I met a wee lass
M/L	AM	I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair	B. Taylor
M/L	S	I dreamed a dream the other night	Unknown
L	S	I gaed to the market
M/L	AM	I gave my love a cherry	B. Taylor
M/L	E	I gave my love a cherry	B. Taylor
M/L	S	I have heard the mavis singing	B. Taylor
L	C	I have only one cap
M/L	I	I have seen the lark soar high at morn	B. Taylor
M/L	I	I have seen the lark soar high at morn,	T. Stephens
L	S	I heard a cow low and a bonnie cow low
L	S	I just got in from the Isle of Skye
M/L	I	I know a valley fair, (Midi 2)	B. Taylor
M/L	E	I know where I'm going	B. Taylor
M/L	S	I know where I'm going	B. Taylor
M/L	S	I left my baby lying here,	B. Taylor
L	I	I met my love by the gas works wall
M/L	E	I must away, I'll no longer tarry,	T. Stephens
L	C	I never shall forget the day
L	S	I once had a boy and a bonny, bonny boy
L	AM	I once knew a maiden, a maiden so rare
M/L	S	I once loved a fair maid both handsome and gay	T. Stephens
M/L	I	I once loved a maid and I loved her so well	T. Stephens
L	S	I once was a maid, though I cannae tell when,
M/L	S	I rede you beware of the ripples, young man	T. Stephens
L	I	I rose up early, ere dawn of day
M/L	E	I saw three ships come sailing in	B. Taylor
M/L	E	I sowed the seeds of love	T. Stephens
M/L	C	I took a stroll one evening in the latter part of June	B. Taylor
M/L	AM	I wandered today to the hill, Maggie	B. Taylor
M/L	E	I was paid off at the Home, from a voyage to Sierra Leone,	T. Stephens
L	I	I went through out Dublin City at the hour of twelve in the night,
M/L	C	I will pluck them off your head,	B. Taylor
M/L	I	I wish I was in Carrigfergus	B. Taylor
L	I	I write this note to you to tell you of me plight
L	I	If I were King of Ireland's Isle
M/L	E	If pretty maids could run like hares on the mountain	T. Stephens
M/L	E	If so be you ask me where	B. Taylor
M/L	W	If to me as true thou art	B. Taylor
M/L	C	If you should ask any girl from the parish around	B. Taylor
L	C	If you will come and dance with me,
M/L	S	I'll gie you a pennyworth o' preens,	A. Sim
L	S	I'll never forget the day I went and join'd the 'Ninety third',
L	E	I'll sing you one-o
M/L	AM	I'll take you home again, Kathleen	B. Taylor
M/L	I	I'll take you home again, Kathleen	B. Taylor
M/L	I	I'll tell me ma when I go home	B. Taylor
L	E	I'll tell you a story, a story anon
L	I	I'm a buxom fine widow, I live in a spot
L	AM	I'm a decent boy just landed
L	S	I'm a decent railway porter And my name is Willie Lee
L	S	I'm a forester in these woods an' ye're the same design"
L	S	I'm a poor rovin' lassie and my fortune's been bad
L	I	I'm a rover and seldom sober,
L	S	I'm a skyscraper wean; I live on the nineteenth flair,
M/L	S	I'm a weaver, a Calton weaver; (Midi 2)	B. Taylor
M/L	C	I'm a young man from Canada some six feet in my shoes	B. Taylor
L	I	I'm bidding farewell to the land of my youth and the home I love so well.
L	C	I'm goin' downtown,
M/L	E	I'm lonesome since I crossed the hill	B. Taylor
M/L	I	I'm sitting on the stile, Mary, where we once sat side by side	B. Taylor
M/L	I	In a neat little town they call Belfast	B. Taylor
M/L	E	In Amsterdam there lived a maid	B. Taylor
M/L	C	In days of yore, from Britain's shore	B. Taylor
M/L	I	In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty	B. Taylor
L	I	In eighteen hundred and forty one
M/L	E	In good King Charles' golden days, when loyalty no harm meant,	B. Taylor
M/L	E	In Liverpool lived a merchant	T. Stephens
L	S	In Norwa land, there lived a maid
L	S	In Perth there lived a bonnie lad
M/L	E	In Sheffield Park o there did dwell	T. Stephens
M/L	S	In sober hours I am a priest,	T. Stephens
M/L	I	In the County Tyrone near the town of Dunganon,	Unknown
M/L	C	In the dark tangled forest where the lumberjacks sing,	B. Taylor
L	I	In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan
L	C	In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia
M/L	E	In Wellington town at the sign of the plough,	T. Stephens
L	C	Inside a field there was a tree.
M/L	E	I's a broken hearted keelman and I's overhead in love	T. Stephens
M/L	AM	I's brought up with loving care on a farm in Tennessee (Midi 2)	J. R. Davis
M/L	S	Is there for honest poverty	B. Taylor
L	C	I'se the b'y that builds the boat
M/L	E	It came upon the midnight clear,	Unknown
L	S	It fell on a day, on a bonnie summer's day,
M/L	S	It fell on a time when the proud king of France	T. Stephens
M/L	E	It was a lover and his lass	B. Taylor
M/L	E	It was down by Cults garden for pleasure I did stray	B. Taylor
L	S	It was down in yonder lonely place
L	AM	It was early springtime, when the strike was on
M/L	I	It was early, early in the spring	B. Taylor
M/L	S	It was in and through the window broads	B. Taylor
M/L	S	It was in the month of May, my bonny lassie o,
L	S	It was in the pleasant month of June
L	S	It was up yon dark and lonely glen
M/L	S	It was upon a Lammas night	B. Taylor
M/L	I	It's cold and raw, the north winds blow	B. Taylor
M/L	E	It's fare you well, my own true love,	T. Stephens
L	S	It's Lamkin was a mason good
L	AU	It's lonesome away from your kindred and all
L	E	It's of a false knight from the North
M/L	E	It's of a Jack and a jolly tar	T. Stephens
M/L	S	It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er the plain	T. Stephens
M/L	E	It's of a pretty fair maid as you shall understand	T. Stephens
M/L	E	It's often I sat on my true love's knee	T. Stephens
L	S	It's over the water, it's over the sea
M/L	E	I've been a wild rover for many's a year	B. Taylor
L	S	I've been wi' a couple o' cronies,
M/L	S	I've heard them liltin', at our yowe-milking,	B. Taylor
M/L	W	I've no sheep on the mountains nor boat on the lake	B. Taylor
L	S	I've seen lots of bonnie lassies trav'llin' far and wide,
M/L	I	I've traveled all over this world	B. Taylor

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