TYPE |
COUNTRY |
TITLE |
SEQUENCER |
L | S | Lady Margaret sits in her bower door | |
L | S | Land o' Heart's Desire | |
M/L | E | Land of Hope and Glory | B. Taylor |
M/L | C | Land of the silver birch, home of the beaver | B. Taylor |
L | S | Lassie wi the yellow coatie | |
L | AM | Last night as I lay dreaming | |
M/L | S | Last night there were four Marys | B. Taylor |
L | I | Lathan mo run, O-E-Dallay, lathan | |
M/L | I | Let Bacchus' sons be not dismayed | B. Taylor |
M/L | E | Let Christians all with joyful mirth, | Unknown |
L | I | Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way, | |
L | E | Let never a man a wooing wend | |
M/L | AM | Let tyrants shake their iron rod | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Let us haste to Kelvin Grove, bonnie lassie, O | B. Taylor |
L | S | Lie doon, my dear, and in your ear, | |
L | S | Listen, good people, to my tale | |
L | S | Lochnagar cam frae the west | |
L | I | Long long ago in this ancient land | |
M/L | AM | Look ahead, look astern, look the weather and the lee, | T. Stephens |
L | E | Lord Nelson had a sure fire way of curing mal-de-mer | |
M/L | E | Lord Thomas and fair Annet | T. Stephens |
L | C | 'Lots of fish in Bonavist' Harbour | |
M/L | S | Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, | B. Taylor |
L | E | Love is kind to the least of men | |
M/L | W | Low the hills in the ocean lie | B. Taylor |