TYPE |
COUNTRY |
TITLE |
SEQUENCER |
M/L | AM | Sad, I sit on Butternut Hill, | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Sailing over the Dogger Bank, wasn't it a treat? | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Saw ye owt of my lad | T. Stephens |
M/L | E | Saw you my father, saw you my mother | T. Stephens |
M/L | S | Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled | B. Taylor |
M/L | I | Seal da rabhas im' mhaighdean shéimh, | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | She sat down below a thorn | B. Taylor |
L | E | She was just a farmer's daughter | |
L | E | She's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy | |
M/L | C | She's like the swallow that flies so high | B. Taylor |
M/L | S | Should auld acquaintance be forgot | B. Taylor |
L | E | Silent night, holy night, | |
L | I | Silent, O Moyle Silent O Moyle, be the roar of thy water | |
M/L | AM | Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Sleep my baby on my bosom | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Sleep my baby on my bosom | B. Taylor |
M/L | W | Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee | B. Taylor |
L | E | So come all you young sportsman, that carry a gun | |
M/L | S | Some say the deil's deid, | J. R. Davis |
M/L | E | Some talk of Alexander | B. Taylor |
L | S | Sound the pibroch loud and high | |
L | AM | Step up buddies and listen to my song | |
M/L | S | Summer is a pleasant time | B. R. Tubb |
L | AM | Sweet Rosy O'Grady | |