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Songbook/Irland
Author:Sabine Weiten
I've been a wild rovr for many a year And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer But now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the wild rover no more And it's no, nay, never No, never, no more Will I play the wild...
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Songbook/Irland
Author:Sabine Weiten
O Paddy dear, and did ye hear the news that's goin' round? The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground! No more Saint Patrick's Day we'll keep, His color can't be seen For there's a cruel law ag'in The Wearin' o' the Green." ...
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Songbook/USA
Author:Sabine Weiten
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger While travling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, no toil nor danger In that bright world to which I roam I'm going there to meet my father I'm going there no more to roam I'm just a going over...
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Songbook/Irland
Author:Sabine Weiten
Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan: 'Will yeh come to the waxies dargle?' Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan: 'Sure I haven't got a farthing I've just been down to Monto town To see uncle Mc Ardle But he wouldn't lend me half a crown For to go to...
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Songbook/England
Author:Sabine Weiten
The water is wide, I can't cross o'er Nor do I have light wings to fly Build me a boat that can carry two And both shall row... my love and I. A ship there is and she sails the sea She's loaded deep as deep can be But not so deep as the love I'm...
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Songbook/Schottland
Author:Sabine Weiten
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled Scots, wham Bruce has aften led Welcome to your gory bed Or to victory! Now's the day an' now's the hour See the front of battle lour See approach proud Edward's pow'r Chains and slavery! Wha would be a traitor...
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Songbook/Irland
Author:Sabine Weiten
Her eyes they shone like diamonds You'd think she was queen of the land, With her hair flung over her shoulders, Tied up with a black velvet band. As I went walking down Broadway, Not intending to stay very long, I met with a frolick young...
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Songbook/Irland
Author:Sabine Weiten
Ag siúl cois na trá dom i ndoimhneacht na hoíche An saol mór na gcodladh agus mise liom féin, Na héanacha maraag scairtigh go léanmhar, Cosúil le hanamnacha bochta i bpéin. Thíos fán chladach tá na bádaí ar feistiú, Ar snámh mar...
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Songbook/Irland
Author:Sabine Weiten
Come all you maidens young and fair All you that are blooming in your prime And always beware to keep your garden fair Let no man steal away your thyme For thyme it is a precious thing And thyme brings all things to my mind Thyme with all its...
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Songbook/Schottland
Author:Sabine Weiten
Farewell to Tarwathie, adieu Mormond Hill And the dear land of Crimond, I bid you farewell I'm bound all for Greenland and ready to sail In hopes to find riches in hunting the whale. Farewell to my comrades, for a while we must part And likewise...
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