SCRATCH BAND

TUNES in Bb

OCTOBER 2003

COLLECTED BY
PAUL BARBER -RILEY

Advance Australia Fair........................... 112, 113
African Swallow ............................................ 64
After the Ball................................................ 23
Alexander's Ragtime Band............................... 81
All For My Grog............................................135
All my trials.................................................128
Alnwick Castle.............................................. 29
And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda..............112
Andrew's Polka............................................. 43
Angels we have heard on high.........................161
Anniversary Waltz ........................................110
Another Fall of Rain......................................... 1
Are You Lonesome Tonight?............................ 26
Arrivaderci Roma.......................................... 99
Ash Grove..................................................123
Ashokan Farewell. ......................................... 21
Athol Highlanders.......................................... 52
Auld Lang Syne...........................................110
Away in a Manger.........................................161
Baby Face.................................................106
Ballade Irlandaise.........................................118
Banana boat Song........................................102
Barren Rocks of Aden.................................... 77
Barrett's Half Century ..................................... 53
Basil Cosgrove's ........................................... 94
Battle Hymn of the Republic............................. 95
Battle of Jerico.............................................131
Beer Barrel Polka.......................................... 18
Belfast Almanac ............................................ 54
Berkshire Tragedy ........................................123
Billy of Tea................................................... 19
Black Velvet Band........................................135
Blarney Pilgrim ............................................. 49
Blaydon Races ............................................... 7
Blind Mary ..................................................116
Blue Moon..................................................103
Bluebell Polka............................................... 42
Bobby Shaftoe........................................... 7, 71
Bodmin Riding March..................................... 14
Boll Weevil. .................................................129
Bonnie Kate................................................. 12
BONNY BREAST KNOT ................................. 77
Bonny Doon................................................. 19
Botany Bay .................................................. 27
Boulavogue.................................................. 27
Boy's Lament for His Dragan............................ 84
Bride's Favorite............................................. 55
Brighton Camp.............................................. 44
British Grenadiers.......................................... 77
Bye Bye Blackbird........................................106
Caddam Wood............................................. 69
Calypso Carol. .............................................174
Can Can..................................................... 66
Careless Love.............................................. 70
Carneval di Venezia......................................100
Carolan's Concerto.......................................115
Carolan's draught.........................................114
Catalpa......................................................... 6
CHAIN DOUBLE QUADRILLE.......................... 65
Charles Lynch.............................................. 24
Chase me Charlie in G................................... 76
Cherry Tree Carol. ........................................174
Chicken dance.............................................108
Christmas Day .............................................174
Church St...................................................... 4
Cindy.........................................................131
Clare Jig....................................................... 7
Clare Jig..................................................... 71
Clementine.................................................130
Click Go the Shears............................. 11, 33, 93
Cock O' the North in D.................................... 76
Cock o' the North........................................... 57
Cock of the North in G.................................... 76
Coconut woman...........................................102
Colleen.................................................... 8, 57
COLONIALS QUADRILLE............................... 66
Columbus's Sword......................................... 69
Coming in on a Wing...................................... 70
Coming 'Round the Mountain..........................130
Copper Kettle..............................................128
Corn Rigs .................................................... 62
Cornish Floral Dance...................................... 77
Cosgrove's Schottiche.................................... 93
Cruising Down the River in G........................... 25
INDEX
Cruising Down the River.................................. 25
Cuckoo is a Pretty Bird..................................127
Cuckoo Waltz............................................... 23
CUMBERLAND REEL.................................... 51
Cumberland Reel.......................................... 51
Cunnamulla Stocking Jig................................. 54
Daisy Daisy in F........................................... 25
Daisy Daisy in G........................................... 24
Danny Boy ..................................................136
Darling Clementine........................................ 97
Dashing White Sergeant ................................. 12
Davy Nicknack................................................ 5
Day Trip to Bangor........................................133
Deck the Halls .............................................161
Dennis Murphys.............................................. 5
Devil Among the Taylors ................................. 54
Dicey Reilly.................................................136
Didn't He Ramble.......................................... 70
Ding Dong Merrily on High..............................162
Dingle Regatta................................................ 7
Dirty Old Town.............................................137
Do You Hear the People Sing? Bass line............ 85
Do You Hear the People Sing?......................... 85
Donkey Riding.............................................. 12
Donna Donna..............................................127
D'Oro Waltz ................................................. 30
DORSET FOUR HAND REEL.......................... 68
Dorset Four Hand Reel................................... 68
Dorset Four Hand Reels.................................. 68
Dorsetshire Hornpipe..................................... 90
Down at the Old Bull and Bush......................... 27
Down By The Riverside..................................106
Down by the Sally Gardens.............................137
Down in the Valley ........................................131
Drops of Brandy ............................................ 58
Drops of Brandy ............................................ 58
Drover's Dream............................................. 11
Drovers Dream ............................................. 33
Drowsy Maggie............................................. 61
Drunken Sailor.............................................126
Early in the Morning...................................... 84
Early One Morning........................................126
Edelweiss.................................................... 31
Endearing Young Charms................................ 20
Euabalong Ball............................................. 27
EVENING THREE STEP................................. 53
F airy dance................................................120
Father O'Flynn.............................................. 13
Father's Polka.............................................. 43
Fathom The Bowl.........................................124
Fiddler's Green............................................138
Fields of Athenry ..........................................138
Fiery Clock Fyece............................................ 6
Finnegan's Wake..........................................139
First Noel. ...................................................162
Flossy O'Toole.............................................. 32
Flowers of Edinburgh..................................... 72
Flying Pieman............................................... 46
Flying Pieman............................................... 47
Foggy Dew .................................................125
Foggy Foggy Dew ........................................126
For He's a Jolly Good Fellow ...........................110
For Ireland I'd not tell her Name.......................117
Forty Pound Float............................................ 2
Four Sister's. Mudgee Schottiche...................... 40
Foxhunter.................................................... 58
Galway Bay................................................139
Garryowen................................................... 46
German Waltz 1............................................ 29
Girl I Left Behind Me................................. 44, 75
Girl With the Blue Dress on......................... 4, 3, 8
Glory Shines ................................................ 71
Go to the Devil and Shake Yourself................... 55
God Defend New Zealand..............................113
God Rest You Merry Gentlemen......................162
God Save the King........................................113
Good Christian Men Rejoice............................163
Good King Wensleslas ..................................163
Goodnight Sweetheart.................................... 41
Grand Old Duke of York.................................. 82
Grandfathers Clock.......................................... 5
Great Storm is Over......................................128
Gypsy Rover...............................................140
Hackett's Schottiche...................................... 94
Happy Birthday ............................................110
Happy Wanderer..........................................129
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.........................164
Harper's Frolick............................................. 12
Harvest Moon Schottische............................... 93
Haste to the Wedding..................................... 48
Haymaker's.................................................... 9
HEDLAND SCRATCH BAND SETS..................... 1
Heel and Toe Polka....................................... 13
Herb's Jig.................................................... 46
Hogmanay ................................................... 50
Hokey Pokey ...............................................109
Holly and the Ivy..........................................164
Holy Ground................................................140
Home On The Range..................................... 97
Homecoming................................................ 32
House of ther Rising Sun................................. 96
Hull's Victory ................................................ 74
Hundred Pipers........................................ 76, 80
I Belong to Glasgow....................................... 26
I Know Where I'm Going................................141
I Never Will Marry.........................................122
I Still Call Australia Home...............................112
If You Knew Susie......................................... 18
If You're Irish Come into the Parlour.............16, 160
I'll Take You Home Again Kathleen...................141
I'll Tell My Ma............................................... 13
I'll Tell My Ma..............................................141
I'm a Rover Seldom Sober..............................142
I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas ...................165
Irish Rover..................................................142
Irish Stew .................................................... 45
Irish Washerwoman....................................... 13
Island in the Sun..........................................102
It's a Long Way to Tipparary.......................15, 143
I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts................ 17
Jack Broke Da Prison Door............................. 63
Jacob's Ladder............................................123
Jamaica Farewell.........................................102
Jambalaya................................................... 96
Jenny Lind polkas.......................................... 43
Jingle Bells .................................................165
Jockey to the Fair.......................................... 56
John Brown's Body ..................................71, 130
John of Paris................................................ 56
John Peel.................................................... 83
Joy to the World...........................................166
Jug of Punch...............................................143
Keel Row.................................................... 73
Kelly the Boy From Killanne ............................. 78
Kelvin Grove...............................................118
Kesh Jig...................................................... 47
Kesh.......................................................... 48
King of the Fairies ........................................119
Kumbaya....................................................124
L a Cucaracha.............................................. 99
La Russe..................................................... 73
La Va......................................................... 92
Lament on the Death of Rev. Archie Beaton........117
Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream ...............111
Lazy Harry's................................................... 2
Leaving of Liverpool.................................14, 144
Lest We Forget............................................111
Let Me Call You Sweetheart. ............................ 23
Levi Jackson................................................ 98
Liberty Bell. .................................................. 53
Life is All Chequered...................................... 45
Life on the Ocean Wave.................................. 57
Lilliburlero.................................................... 57
Lincolnshire Poacher........................................ 8
Little Brown Jug............................................ 43
Little Drummer Boy .......................................166
Loch Lomond................................................. 5
Londonderry Air...........................................136
Long Black Veil............................................125
Long Long Trail. ...........................................124
Lord of the Dance.......................................... 83
Louisburg ...................................................... 9
Love is a Beautiful Song.................................. 26
Love is Teasin'. ............................................144
Loveliest Night of the Year............................... 26
M acPherson's Lament..................................121
Maggie May ................................................145
Maids When You're Young.............................145
Mairi's Wedding...........................................146
Mama Don't Allow.......................................... 70
Manchester Galop ......................................... 75
Manchester hornpipe...................................... 91
Marble Halls................................................104
March of the King of Laoise............................. 83
Margaret's waltz ............................................ 24
Marie's Wedding........................................... 71
Marino Waltz...............................................119
Mary Hamilton.............................................127
Mary's Boy Child ..........................................168
McNamara's Band......................................... 16
Men of Harlech............................................. 77
Merrily Kiss the Quaker................................... 59
Merrily Kiss the Quaker's Wife.......................... 49
Merry Blacksmith........................................... 61
Mexican Hat dance.......................................108
Michael Row the Boat Ashore..........................130
Midnight Special. ..........................................132
Milord........................................................133
Minstrel Boy ................................................117
Minstrel Boy ................................................146
Minuet from Berenice....................................134
Miss Kate Rusby ..........................................121
MODERN DANCE........................................105
Molly Malone...............................................147
Monk's March............................................... 83
Moreton Bay ................................................ 27
Mountains of Mourne.....................................148
Mr Hitler...................................................... 79
Mrs Grace Bowie........................................... 50
Muckin' ......................................................... 9
Mudgee Schottische....................................... 93
Munster Cloak .............................................. 32
My Old Man................................................. 15
No Hiding Place Down There..........................131
No Nay Never..............................................159
O Come All Ye Faithful .................................167
O Little Town of Bethlehem.............................167
O Sole Mio..................................................101
O Suzannah................................................. 95
O'Brien's Jig................................................. 55
Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?.................... 56
Oh Johnny Oh Johnny Oh! .............................106
Oh You Beautiful Doll....................................107
Old Joe Clark ............................................... 95
Old Legacy .................................................... 7
Old Orange Flute..........................................149
Old Palmer's Song........................................... 1
On Christmas Night.......................................168
On Top of Old Smoky....................................129
Once in Royal David's City..............................167
Onward Christian Soldiers..............................111
Orotaba Waltz .............................................. 28
Our God our help in Ages Past........................111
Over The Rainbow........................................104
Oyster Girl..................................................... 9
Pack up your Troubles................................... 15
Perfect Cure................................................... 6
Pick a Bale of Cotton.....................................129
Pinch of Snuff............................................... 60
Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance.............................. 94
Pirate Chorus ............................................... 86
Plaisir d'Amour............................................. 23
Planxty George Brabazon...............................114
Planxty Hewlett............................................114
Planxty Irwin................................................ 20
Pokare Kare Ana..........................................124
Port Hedland Carol.......................................172
Portsmouth.................................................. 77
Princess Royal. ............................................. 75
Put your Little Foot......................................... 92
Puttin' On the Style.......................................132
Quartermaster's Stores.................................. 17
Rachel Rae................................................120
Raglan Road................................................ 78
Rakes of Mallow......................................... 2, 12
Rare Oul' Times ...........................................150
Rattlin' Bog .................................................... 5
Red River Valley .....................................97, 129
Red Wing.................................................... 66
Reedy River................................................118
Reel De Montreal.......................................... 74 Tripping Upstairs........................................... 47
Reilly's Daughter..........................................150 Turkey in the Straw ........................................ 60
Repasz....................................................... 82 Twist.........................................................108
Resting Chair..............................................120 VARSOVIENNA........................................... 92
Rickett's hornpipe.......................................... 91 Villikins and his Dinah....................................149
Ride a Cock horse to Banbury Cross.................. 56 VIRGINIA REEL....................................... 70, 71
Rights of Man............................................... 91
Rising of the Moon........................................151 Walkin' My Baby Back Home..........................107
Roaring Jelly ................................................ 53 Walter Bulwer Polka #2................................... 68
Robbie Hobkirk's........................................... 43 Walter Bulwer's Polkas ................................... 42
Rock around the Clock..................................108 Waltz for Mr & Mrs Lysons............................... 30
Rocky Road To Dublin.................................... 58 Waltzing Matilda Buderim................................ 11
Roddy McCorley.............................................. 1 Waltzing Matilda Cowra.................................. 11
Roddy McCorley............................................ 78 Waltzing Matilda............................................ 33
Roisin Dubh with ornamentation.......................121 Wangaratta waltz .......................................... 30
Roisin Dubh................................................121 WASHINGTON POST.................................... 53
Roll out the Barrel. ......................................... 18 Waves of Tory ............................................ 2, 3
Rose of Aranmore......................................... 19 Waxies' Dargle............................................155
Rose of Tralee.............................................151 We Shall Not Be Moved.................................. 70
Rose Tree..................................................... 3 We Three Kings of Orient Are..........................170
Roxburgh Castle........................................... 87 We Wish You a Merry Christmas......................171
Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer.......................169 Wearing of the Green..................................... 84
Rum Rebellion.............................................. 46 Welsh Rabbit. ..............................................117
When I Grow Too Old To dream ....................... 23
Saddle the Pony ...................................... 45, 48 When Irish Eyes are Smiling......................31, 156
Sail Away Ladies..........................................131
When the Red Red Robin...............................107
Sailor.........................................................103 When the Saints............................................ 96
Sally Gardens............................................... 62
When You and I Were Young Maggie................157
Sally Sloane's............................................... 92 Where Have All the Flowers Gone?................... 96
Santa Lucia.................................................100
While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks.............170
Sash My Father Wore....................................152 Whiskey in the Jar ........................................157
Scarborough Fair.........................................122
White Cliffs of Dover...................................... 41
Scarterglen.................................................. 65 Wild Colonial Boy ....................................27, 158
Scotland the Brave.......................................... 6
Wild Rover..................................................159
Scottish Wood .............................................. 32 Willafjord..................................................... 61
Seventy Ninth Highlander's farewell to Gibraltar.... 79
WILLOW TREE............................................. 49
Seventy Six Trombones .................................. 80 Wiltshire Six Hand Reel.................................. 68
Shady Grove...............................................122 Wind That Shakes the Barley ........................... 64
Shandon Bells .............................................. 45 Winster Gallop..................................... 51,68, 75
Ship Ahoy.................................................... 17 Winster Processional. ..................................... 80
Shoals of Herring.........................................122 Wish Me Luck as you Wave Me Goodbye........... 41
Si Beg Si Mor ..............................................119 With a Shillelagh Under My Arm........................ 16
Silent Night.................................................169 Woodcutter's Jig............................................ 10
Silv er Spear................................................. 74 Worried Man Blues ........................................ 97
Silver Threads Among the Gold.......................104
Smash Windows........................................... 48 Yankee Doodle............................................ 95
Yarmouth Reel. ............................................. 65
Soldier's Joy................................................. 72
South Wind.................................................. 20 Yellow Rose Of Texas.................................... 97
You Are My Sunshine..................................... 17
Spanish Lady .......................................... 3, 153
Spanish Waltz .............................................. 29 You! You! You! ............................................103
Speed the plough.......................................... 64
Spey in Spate............................................... 63
St Anne's Reel. ............................................. 60
St Anthony ..................................................... 5
St Mary's....................................................... 4
Star of the County Down................................154
Stars up above............................................118
Staten Island................................................ 72
STEAM BOAT .............................................. 87
Steam Boat.................................................. 87
Strangers in the Night....................................104
Streets of London.........................................133
STRIP THE WILLOW..................................... 52
Susanna Suzanna......................................... 95
Swallow's Nest............................................. 48
Sweet Jenny Jones.......................................125
Sweet Rosie O' Grady in D.............................. 24
Sweet Rosie O' Grady .................................... 25
T empest....................................................... 3
Tempest. ....................................................... 8
Tennessee waltz........................................... 24
THADY THOU GANDER................................. 48
That Big Rock Candy Mountain......................... 98
That's Amore................................................ 99
There But For Fortune...................................127
There's a Tavern in the Town........................... 15
Three Drovers .............................................173
Tie a Yellow Ribbon......................................132
Tobin's Favourite........................................... 54
Today ......................................................... 31
Tom Blackman's............................................ 19
Tom Dooley ................................................. 98
Too Young..................................................103
Toss the Feathers......................................... 73
Town I Loved So Well. ...................................155
Traveller...................................................... 63
Trip to Bavaria.............................................. 69
 HEDLAND SCRATCH BAND SETS 1

1. MEDLEY: Another Fall of Rain, The Old Palmer’s Song, Roddy McCorley.
Another Fall of Rain
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The Old Palmer’s Song.

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Roddy McCorley (Celts to Cobbers)

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Maggie May
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3. MEDLEY: Forty Pound Float, Rakes of Mallow, Waves of Tory

Forty Pound Float (John Ryan’s)
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Rakes of Mallow (Walls of Limerick)

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Waves of Tory (Grand Old Dame Britannia)

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 4. MEDLEY: Waves Of Tory, Spanish Lady, Rose Tree 3
Waves of Tory
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Spanish Lady
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Rose Tree
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5. MEDLEY: The Tempest, Girl With the Blue Dress on

Tempest, The (Wiltshire Tempest)
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The Girl With the Blue Dress on

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.4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^2 .3 .4

E7 A A D E7 A E A D E7 A

^3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .2 ^2 ^3 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6
 6. MEDLEY: St Mary’s, Church St, Girl With The Blue Dress On. 4
Saint Mary’s
A E A E

2
4
.3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3
1 A 2 A A E A E
3

.3 .3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^5 ^6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4
1 A 2 A
3

.3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [3 ^3] ^2

Church Street
A D E A A D

2
4
.5 ^4 .4 .3 [3 .3] [^3] ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 [^3] ^2 [^3] .2 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 [3 .3] [^3] ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [3 ^3] ^2
1 E 2 E A D A E 1 A

.3 .4 .3 .5 ^4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6
2 A E A

.3 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .6
 7. MEDLEY: Dennis Murphys, St Anthony, Rattlin’ Bog, Davy Nicknack, Grandfathers Clock, Loch Lomond 5
Dennis Murphy’s polka
E A B E A B

2
4
.7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5
E
E A E B E A B E

.5 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .5 ^8 ^8 .7 ^8 .5 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .5 ^8 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .6

Pat Horgan’s #1 (St Anthony’s)

E A B7 E A B E F#m

4
4
.3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^5 ^6

E F#m A E F#m

.6 .5 .6 .5 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^3

Rattlin’ Bog
A D A B7 E7 A D A 1 B7 A 2 A E7

4
4
^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 ^3] .3 .2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 ^3] .3 .2 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .3 ^3 .3

A E7 A B7 E7 A E7 A E7 A

.4 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

Davey davey nick−nack

A E7 A E7

4
4
.3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3

A A E7 A E7

.3 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 .4 .3

Grandfather Clock
A E A D A E 1 A 2 D A

.2 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .4 [^3] ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] .3 [^3] .3

E7 A E7 A

.5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^5 .4 [^3] ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 .5 .6 .5 .5 .4 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .5 .4 .4 .5

E7 A D A E7

.4 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6

Loch Lomond
A D E7 A D E7 F#m A Bm E7 A

4
4
.2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3 ^3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 .3] .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4
E7

6
^3 .3

8. Scotland the Brave

A A D A B7 E7 A D

4
4
.2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6

A D A E7 A E7 A B7 E7 B7

.6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .4 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5

E7 A D A D A E7 A

.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .3

9. MEDLEY: Fiery Clock Fyece, Perfect Cure, Catalpa

Fiery Clock Fyece

6
8
.5 .6 .6 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 (^4) ^6 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .7

^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .1 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6

The Perfect Cure

6
8
.5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^7

.7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

Rosin the Beau, Catalpa)

A A D F#m E A A D A E7 A A E7

6
8
.3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 [^3 ^3 .3] .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6

D A F#m E A A D A E7 A

.6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 [^3 ^3 .3] .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3
 10. MEDLEY: Dingle Regatta, Blaydon Races, Clare Jig, Old Legacy, Bobby Shaftoe 7
Dingle Regatta
A E A E A E

6
8
.4 ^4 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .5

E A E A E A E E7 A A

.5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .6 .7 .6 .5 .6 .5

E A E A E A

.4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6 .5 .6 .5 ^2 .3 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .6 .7 .6 .5 .6 .5 .3 −

Blaydon Races
A E7 A D A E B7 E E7 A E7

6
8
.2 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 − .3 .2 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3

A D A E E7 A E7 A D A

.4 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 − .4 .3 − .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 − ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4

E B7 E A E7 A D A E E7 A

^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 − [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3

Clare Jig
A E E A

6
8
^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3

A E D A A E D A A E A

.6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3

Old Legacy
A D A

6
8
.2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3

D A D A D A D A

[^3] ^2 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 [^3] ^2 .3

Bobby Shaftoe
A D A E7 A D A E7 A A

4
4
.2 .3 .3 .3 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 [3 .3 .3] .3 ^2 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .3 .3 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4

E7 A E7 A

^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3
 11. MEDLEY: The Tempest, Girl With the Blue Dress on 8
Tempest, The (Wiltshire Tempest)
E E B7 E B7 E B C#m b F#m B7 E B7 E

2
4
.5 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .7 .6

A B7 E F#7 B7 E B C#m b F#m B7 E B7 E A E

^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .5 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^9 ^8 .8 .7

F#m F#7 B7 E F#m F#7 B7 E B7 E B7

^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5

E B7 E B7 B7 E

.6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .6

The Girl With the Blue Dress on

A E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A

4
4
.4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^2 .3 .4

E7 A A D E7 A E A D E7 A

^3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .2 ^2 ^3 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6

12. MEDLEY: Lincolnshire Poacher, Colleen

The Lincolnshire Poacher

= 100
E C#m E E E B E E E E E E E E B B E E E E

6
8
.5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 − .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 − .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^7

E E B E E C#m E E E B E E

.7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 −

Colleen
A A E D E Bm E A A A

6
8
.2 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3] .2 − .2 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2

E D A A A 1 A 2A A A Bm A

^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .2 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 − ^5 .5 − ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .2

E A E A A A Bm A Bm C#m A

^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 .4 ^4 .5 − ^5 .5 − ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .2 [^3 ^3] ^3 .3 ^2 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 [^3] ^2

1 A 2 A

.3 .4 ^4 .3 −
 13. MEDLEY: Louisburg, Muckin’, Haymaker’s, Oyster Girl(D Then G), M’moiselle 9
Louisburg (Uncle’s Jig)

6
8
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4
1 2

.5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 ^4 ^2 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^2 .3 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7
1 2

^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .4 ^4 .6 .6

Mucking of Geordie’s Byre

E A B E A B E

6
8
.5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .8 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7

A E B E A B E

^8 ^8 ^8 .8 ^9 .7 .7 .7 ^8 .8 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6

Haymaker’s Jig
A D E D A A E7 A

6
8
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5

A D E A A E7 A

.6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 −

Oyster Girl (in D)

E B E B E A E B 1 E

6
8
.4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4
2 E A B E B E B

.3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3
1 E 2

.3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .3 .3 .4

Oyster Girl (in G)

A E7 A E7 A D A E7 A

6
8
.4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^4

A D E7 A D A E7 A

.4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3

Mademoiselle from Armentiers

A E7 A D A

6
8
.2 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^2 ^2 .3 ^3 .2 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .3
E A E A

10
^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .3

14. Woodcutter’s Jig

A E A E A E A E A E A

6
8
.7 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .7 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4

D A E A E A D A E A

^4 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
15. MEDLEY BARN DANCE: Click Go the Shears, Waltzing Matilda Cowra, Waltzing Matilda Buderim, Drover’s Dream 11
Click go the Shears
A D A E7 A D E7 A

4
4
.4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 .6
E7 A D A E7 A D E7

^7 ^7 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 .6 .6 .6

Waltzing Matilda (Cowra, normal)

A E A D A E7 A E A D A

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4

E7 A D A E7 A E A D A

^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4

E A

^3 ^3 ^3 .3

Waltzing Matilda (Buderim)

A D A D E F#m E D D A

6
8
.3 .3 .3 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3

A E A

.6 .6 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

Drover’s Dream, The (The Flash Stockman)

E A D A E7 A

6
8
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 − [3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3]

D A E7 A D A

[^3] ^2 .3 [^3] .2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .3 − ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 .3 .3 ^3

E7 A D A E7 A

.4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 [3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] .2 .3 .4 .4 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .2

 16. MEDLEY: Harper’s Frolick, Bonnie Kate 12
Harper’s Frolick
E B E B E B7

2
4
.5 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .5 .3 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 .3 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^8

E B7 E B E

.7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6

Bonnie Kate
A E A D A 1 E 2

4
4
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .3 .3 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^3

A D A D E A D A E A

.4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 .4 ^5 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3

17. MEDLEY: Dashing White Sergeant, Donkey Riding, Rakes Mallow

Dashing White Sergeant
E A B E A

4
4
.4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3

B E B E B E A B

.5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 .5 ^7 .5 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4

E A E A B7 1 2

.4 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .6

Donkey Riding
A A Bm Bm A A A A F#m A Bm Bm

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .3 .3 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3

F#m A A A

^5 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .3 .3

Rakes of Mallow (Walls of Limerick)

A E A D E A

4
4
.3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3

A A E A D E A

.6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3
 18. MEDLEY HEEL & TOE: Heel and Toe Polka, I’ll Tell My Ma) 13
Little Brown Jug
Heel & Toe Polka
E A B7 1 E 2 E E A B7 1 E 2 E ec

2
4
.4 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6

I’ll Tell My Ma
A E A E A A/C#m D/Bm

2
4
.3 .2 .3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3

A E A D A E A

.4 .4 .4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 [^3 .3] .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3

19. The Irish Washerwoman

A Bm A Bm E7

6
8
.4 .3 .3 .2 .3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^2 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .2 .3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4
1 A 2 A E D A

.4 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .6 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 .6 .5 .6 .6

D A D E7 1A 2

^4 .6 .6 .4 .6 .6 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^5 ^6 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^3

20. Father O’Flynn

The Top of Cork Road
E A B E A B

6
8
.6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8
1 E 2 E B E B A E

.7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^8 .8 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .5 .5 (^4) ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5
1 A B E 2 Variations

.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7
1 2

.7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .8
1

^7 ^6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .5 .5 (^4) ^5 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7
2

.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^7
 22. The Leaving of Liverpool 14
via PR
G G7 C G Em Am D7 G G7 C G D7

2
4
^4 .5 ^5 − .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 − ^7 .6 ^4 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 − ^4 .5 ^5 − .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 − ^7 .6 ^4 .5

G Em Am D7 G D7 C G D7 G E7 A7 D7 G

^5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 − .7 ^8 .8 − .7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 − ^7 .6 ^4 .5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .5 − .6 .6 ^6 ^5 − .6
G7 C G D7 G Em Am D7 G

^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 − ^7 .6 ^4 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 −

Leaving of Liverpool in D
E E7 A EB7 E C#m F#m B7 E E7 A E B7 E C#m F#m B7 E

2
4
B7 A E B7 E C#7 F#7 B7 E E7 A E B7 E C#m F#m B7 E

23. Bodmin Riding March

E A E B

4
4
.5 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 ^8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7

B E B7 E

^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .8 ^9 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^6 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6
 GYPSEY TAPS
15
24. MEDLEY GYPSEY TAP: There’s a Tavern in the Town, It’s a Long Way to Tipparary, Pack up your Troubles, My Old Man
There’s a Tavern in the Town
A E7 A D E7

2
4
.5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^6

A E7 A E7 A D A

^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 − .5 .5 ^4 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 .6 .6 .5 .4 .4 ^4 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5

E7 A D E

^5 .5 [^6] .5 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6

.6 .6

It’s a Long Way to Tipperary

E E7 A E B7 E F#7

4
4
.4 ^4 .5 .5 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − .7 ^7 .6 ^5 − .6 .5 − ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − ^6 .6 ^7 ^5

B7 E A G#7 B7 E A E

^6 .6 ^7 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − .7 ^8 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 − .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^7

F#7 B7 E

.7 .6 − ^7 .6 −

Pack Up Your Troubles

E E7 A E B7 E F#7

4
4
.4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .7 .6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6

B7 E B A E F#m B7 E A E B7 E

^7 − .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 − ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .8 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6

Don’t Dilly Dally on the Way

A B7 E7 A C#7 F#m B7 E7

2
4
.5 ^5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 [^3] ^2 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 [^1] .4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3

A E7 A E7 A E7 A D Bm E7

^3 .5 − .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 ^3 .5 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5

.4 ^3 .3 .3
25. MEDLEY GYPSEY TAP: If You’re Irish Come into the Parlour, With a Shillelagh Under My Arm, McNamara’s Band 16
If You’re Irish, come into the Parlour
A B7 E E7 A D A B7

6
8
.5 ^4 .4 .2 − [3 .3 ^3 .3] [^2] ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 − ^3 .4 ^4 [^3] [3 ^2 .3] .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3

E7 A B7 E7 A

^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .2 − [3 .3 ^3 .3] [^2] ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 [^1] .4 − − .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5

E7 A E7 A E7 A

^4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − −

If you’re Irish medley tune

1 2

6
8
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .7 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^7 (^1) ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

With a Shillelagh Under my Arm (G)

6
8
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^3 ^3 ^2

.3 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .3 ^3 [1] ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 [^1] .4 ^4 .5 −

[^6] .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 [[^10]] ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] .3 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5

.5 ^5 .6 .7 ^7 .6

McNamara’s Band

6
8
.5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4

.4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 − ^5 .5 .4 ^3 [^3] − [^3] ^2

− .5 ^4 ^3 .4 − [3 ^3] ^2 .3 − ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .3
 26. MEDLEY GYPSEY TAP: I’ve Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts, Ship Ahoy 17
I’ve Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts
D A7

6
8
.4 [^1] .4 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .4 .4 .4 − .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^4 − ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6

E7 A D A7

^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .4 .4 .4 − .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4

^4 − ^6 ^6 (^4) ^6 − ^6 (^4) ^6 ^6 ^6 (^4) ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5

A7 D

.6 .5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 − ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 −

Ship Ahoy (All the nice Girls love A Sailor)

D7 G E7 Am

6
8
[3 ^3] ^2 ^4 − .4 ^3 [^3] ^2 − [^3] ^2 .3 .5 [^6] ^5 .5 − .5 ^1 ^5 .4 − .4 ^4 .4 .4 [^3] − ^2 .3 .4 ^3 ^5 .4

D7 D7 G E7 Am

^3 − [3 ^3] ^2 ^4 − .4 ^3 [^3] ^2 − [^3] ^2 .3 .5 [^6] ^5 .5 − .5 ^1 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 [^3] .3 .4

D7 G

.5 − .5 .4 .3 −

28. The Quartermaster’s Stores

E C#m E B E E C#m E F#m E E E

4
4
.5 .6 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .5 .6 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6

C#m F#m B B E E C#m F#m E G#m

^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .8 .5 .7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^8 ^7 .8 ^6 .6

29. You Are My Sunshine

A A7 D A D A F#m

4
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 − .4 [^1] .4 .3 .3 − .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 − ^5 .5 ^4 .4 − .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 − ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 − .3 ^3

A E7

.4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 −
 30. If You Knew Susie 18
E C#7 F#m B7 B E

.5 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4

B7 3 E7 E A F#7 B7 E F#7 F#m

^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 ^8

B7 E

.7 ^7 .7 .6 −

30. If You Knew Susie

D B7 Em A7 A D

.5 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4

A7 3 D7 D G E7 A7 D E7 Em

^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 ^8

A7 D

.7 ^7 .7 .6 −

31. Beer Barrel Polka, Roll out the Barrel

PartA C G C

.3 ^2 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 .3 [^3] .3 .3 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 [^3] .3 ^2

G C PartBEb C

.3 [^3] .3 .3 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .4 .4 .4 .4 .3 [1] ^3 .4 ^4 .3 [1] ^3 [1] ^3 [[^1] ^3 .3] ^3 − [[^1]] ^2 .3 ^2 .3

G 1 C 2 Link

3
− [^3 .3] − .3 − ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^3 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^3 [1] .3 .3 [1] ^3 .4 ^4 − ^4 .5 ^5 .1 .5 ^4 ^3

PartC G D7 G

[[^1] .3] − − − .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 − .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 − ^5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^1 .5 −

G7 C E7 Am D7 G Em A7 D7 GC7 G

.5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 − .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .3 ^5 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 − ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 −
 WALTZES
19
SCRATCH BAND WALTZ MEDLEYS

32. MEDLEY: Billy of Tea, Tom Blackman’s

Billy of Tea
= 160

E A E F#7 B7 E A E

3
4
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .3

A B7 E

^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

Tom Blackman’s Waltz

E B7 F#m B7 E B7 E A F#m B7

3
4
.7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^6 3.6 ^6 ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 3^5 .5

3 E E A F#7 B7 E B E
3 3 3

^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 .4 ^4 .5 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5

A F#7 B7 E

.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6

33. MEDLEY: Rose of Aranmore, Bonny Doon

The Rose of Aranmore
= 1000

E A E B7 E A E B7 E A

3
4
E A E B7 E A E B7 E

Bonny Doon
A E7 A E7 A F#m E7 A E7 A E7 A

3
4
.2 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .2 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

F#m E7 A A F#m E7 A E7 A E7

.3 [^3 .3] [3 ^3] .3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .3 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .2 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3

A F#m E7 A

.4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] [3 ^3] .3 .3

 35. MEDLEY: Planxty Irwin, South Wind, Endearing Young Charms. 20
Planxty Irwin
A D A F#m D A E7 A D A E7 A

3
4
.5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^2 .3 ^3 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5

E7 A E7 A F#m B7 E7 A D A F#m

.3 ^2 .3 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

D A E7 A

^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .3 ^2 .3

The South Wind

A E7 A D A D A

3
4
^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 .3 .3 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
1 F#m Bm E7 2 Bm E7 A

.4 ^4 .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^2 .3 .3

All Those Endearing Young Charms

A D A E7 A E7 A D

3
4
.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5

A E7 A D A E7 A E7 A

.5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 − .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .6 .5 ^5 ^4 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5

D A E7 A

^4 ^5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 −
 36. Ashokan Farewell 21
E C#m E A E C#m E B G#m E C#m E

3
4
.5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3] .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4

3
4
.4 .5 ^5 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .3 .4

3
4
.3 .4 ^4 .3 .3 .4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 −

3
4
.2 .3 .3 − .2 [^3 ^3] − .5 .5 .2 .5

A E C#m E G#m B E C#m E B E C#m A

^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3] .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .5 ^6 ^7 .6 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] −

^5 ^3 .3 .2 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .2 − [^3] .2 .3 .5 .3 [^3]

^4 [^3] .2 .3 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .3 .2 .4 ^3 .3

.3 − .3 .2 [^3] .2 .3 .4 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] .4 .3

E Bm C#m E B G#m E C#m E

.2 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 (^4) ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4

.2 ^2 ^3 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .4 ^4 .4 − .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^4 .3

^2 ^3 .2 − ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .2 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3

^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 .5 .3 ^4 .4 .3 .2 .3 [^3] ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .2 .4
A E C#m E B G#m E C#m E A E C#m E
22

^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3] .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3] .2 .3 .4

^5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3

^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 [^3] ^4 .4 .2 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 [^3] ^4 .2

.3 [^3] − ^3 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .2 .5 .3 .2 − ^2 [^3 ^3] − ^3 .3 .4 .5

G#m B E C#m E B E C#m A E

.5 .6 .7 .5 ^6 ^7 .6 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − .2 .5 .4 ^3

.4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .5 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 [^3] .2 ^2 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^4

.3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .2 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .3 ^4 .4 .3 .2 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .5

.2 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3 .3] .2 .3 − [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^2 [^3 .3] − [^3] ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .2

Bm C#m E B G#m

.3 .4 .5 (^4) ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

.4 .5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4

.2 .3 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5

.3 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .3 .2 .3 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3
 20th CENTURY WALTZES
23
37. MEDLEY: After the Ball, When I Grow Too Old To dream, Let Me Call You Sweetheart
After the Ball
A D A E7 A

3
4
.4 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 .2 .4 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 − ^4 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 − .4 .5 .4

D A F#7 Bm E7 A D E7 A

.3 [^3] .3 .2 [^3 .1] .4 ^5 .5 ^4 − .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .2 [^3] ^2 .2 .3 −

When I Grow Too Old To dream

E B7 E A E B7 E G#m F#m

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 − .2 .5 ^4 .5

E G#7 C#m E7 A E C#m E B7 E

.4 − .2 .4 ^3 .4 .3 − .3 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 −

Let Me call You Sweetheart

E A F#7 B7 E B7 E

3
4
.4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 − ^6 − ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 .5 .5 − .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .5

A F#7 A B7 E C#7 Ém B7 E

[^6] .5 ^5 ^5 ^7 − ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 .5 ^8 .7 ^5 ^6 .6 −

38. MEDLEY: Cuckoo Waltz, Plaisir d’Amour

Cuckoo Waltz
A E7 D

3
4
.4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^5 ^2 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5

A E7 A D A

.5 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 [^6 ^6 ^6 ^6] .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5

E7 A

.5 ^5 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 ^2 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3

Plaisir d’Amour
A E7 A Bm A E7 D E7 A Bm A E7 A A D A D A E7

6
8
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4

A B E F#m E B7 E7 Ginish on bn B

.4 .4 [^6] .5 ^1 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .5 .2

Plaisir D’amour (Baez)

3
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 − .4 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^3 − [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 −
Plai − sir d’a − mour Ne du − re qu’on mo − ment, Cha − grin d’a − mour du − re tou − te la vie.
 39. MEDLEY: Margaret’s waltz, Charles Lynch 24
Margaret’s waltz
A E A E A D

3
4
.3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6

A 3 D E A

^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .3 ^5 .3 ^6 .3 .6 .3 ^6 .3 ^5 .3

E A E A

.5 .3 ^4 .3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3

Charles Lynch’s Waltz

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6

.4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .4 ^6 ^4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 [^3] ^2

.3 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .4 ^6 ^4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

41. Tennessee waltz

D D7 G D Bm Em A7 D D7

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .7 ^7

G D A7 D D F#7 G D D Bm Em A7 D

.6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .6 ^7 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 ^3

D7 G D A7 D D

.4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 −

42. Sweet Rosie O’ Grady in D

E B7 E A B7 E C#m F#7 B7 E B7 E

3
4
.7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 − .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 − .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5

A G#7 A E C#m F#7 B7 E

.6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 − .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .6 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 −

43. Daisy Daisy in G

A D A E7 A B7 E E7

3
4
.4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] .3 .2 − .3 ^3 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .4

A F#m D A E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A

^3 .3 − .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .3 [^3 .3] − ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3 −

 44. Cruising Down the River in G 25
Play this on D row
^5 ^1 ^5 ^1 ^5 6 ^4 ^5 5 ^5 5 ^4 ^3 [^1 ^5 ^1 ^5] ^4 [6 ^6 6] ^4 ^5 ^7 ^5 6 3 6 ^6 6 ^6

3
4
^7 6 ^5 5 ^5 5 4 ^3 3 ^3 ^4 5 ^5 6 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^3 4 ^4 ^4 ^4 [^6 6 ^6] ^4 [^6 6 ^6]

^4 [^6 6] ^5 5 5 5 ^1 ^5 ^1 5 ^1 ^5 ^1 5 ^1 ^5 ^4 5 1 6 6 ^6 6 ^6 ^7 6 ^5 5 ^5 5 4 ^3

3 ^3 ^4 5 ^5 6 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^3 4 ^4

42. Sweet Rosie O’ Grady

D A7 D G A7 D Bm E7 A7 D A7 D G

3
4
.7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 − .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 − .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6

F#7 G D Bm E7 A7 D

^7 .6 ^7 .7 − .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .6 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 −

43. Daisy Daisy in F)

G C G D7 G A7 D D7 G

3
4
.4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] .3 .2 − .3 ^3 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .4 ^3 .3

Em C G D7 G D7 G D7 G D7 G

− .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .3 [^3 .3] − ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3 −

44. Cruising Down the River

Play this on C row
^5 ^1 ^5 ^1 ^5 6 ^4^5 5 ^5 5 ^4 ^3 [^1 ^5 ^1 ^5] ^4 [6 ^6 6] ^4 ^5 ^7 ^5 6 3 6 ^6 6 ^6

3
4
^7 6 ^5 5 ^5 5 4 ^3 3 ^3 ^4 5 ^5 6 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^3 4 ^4 ^4 ^4 [^6 6 ^6] ^4 [^6 6 ^6] ^4 [^6

6] ^5 5 5 5 ^1 ^5 ^1 5 ^1 ^5 ^1 5 ^1 ^5 ^4 5 1 6 6 ^6 6 ^6 ^7 6 ^5 5 ^5 5 4 ^3

3 ^3 ^4 5 ^5 6 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^3 4 ^4
 45. Loveliest Night of the Year, the 26

3
4
.4 [^1] .4 .5 .6 − ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .4 .5 ^6 − ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^6 − (^4) ^6 .6 ^6 (^4) ^6 ^4 ^6 .4 − .4

[^1] .4 .5 .6 − ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .4 .5 ^5 − ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 − [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 − ^5 ^1 ^5

^8 .7 ^7 ^8 − .7 ^7 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^7 .6 ^4 .4 − .4 [^1] .4 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 − .6 (^4) .4 [^1] .4 (^4) ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .4

[^1] .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .4 .5 ^5 − ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^7 .6 −

46. Love is a Beautiful Song

3
4
.6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 − ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^3 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .4 − .7 ^7 .6

^7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 − .6 ^7 .7 − .6 ^7 .7 .8 ^8 − ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 − .5 ^5

^5 ^6 ^5 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^2 − .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^2 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .4 − .5 ^5 ^5 ^6

^6 .6 .6 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 − .6 .6 .6 − .6 .6 ^6 − ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^4 − ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6

47. Are You Lonesome Tonight?

3
4
.4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .4 .5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^5 − ^4 ^5 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^3 .4

^4 .5 ^5 .6 ^6 .5 .4 − .5 ^5 (^4) ^5 .5 .6 ^5 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6

^6 .6 (^1) .7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^1 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 −

48. I Belong to Glasgow

D G D Bm E E7 A7 D

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 − .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 − .5 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 (^1) ^7 .7 ^7 − .5 .6 .6 ^7

A7 G D E7 A7 D G D B7 E7 A7 D

.7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^3 − .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 −
 49. Down at the Old Bull and Bush 27
D A7 G D

3
4
.6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 .5 −
A D G D A7 D A7

.6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 − .4 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5

.6

AUSTRALIAN WALTZES

50. Moreton Bay, Boulavogue)

= 100

A D A 3 F#m A D A 3 E A

3
4
.2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .5

D A F#m A D A 3 E A

.5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3

51. Euabalong Ball

= 160

E F#m E F#m E F#m E

3
4
.4 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 .6 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5

F#m E

.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

52. Botany Bay

= 180

E B7 E A B7 E A E

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .5 .4 .5 .6 ^4 ^5 .6 .5 − ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 − ^3 .4 .4 .5 .5

B7 E

^3 ^4 .4 .3 −

53. Wild Colonial Boy

E A B E B A B E

2
4
.5 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 .4 ^3 .3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 − .5 .5 .6

B E B E A B E

.6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 − .5 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 .4 ^3 .3 .3
 54. Orotaba Waltz 28
= 180

3
4
.5 ^4 .4 [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 [^3 ^3] ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 ^4 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 [^3 ^3] ^3 .5 ^5

^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^3 .4 ^4 ^6 .6 ^6 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4

.5 .6 .6 ^6 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3
 OTHER WALTZES
29

62. Alnwick Castle

= 140
Kevin Briggs

A E7 A D E7 A E7 F#m Bm E7 A E7 D E

3
4
3
.2 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .2 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6

D A E7 E7 A E E7 A E7 E E7 A E7 A A

.6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .6 .5 ^4 .4

D E D A E7/Bm E7 A

^4 .5 ^5 ^3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

63. Spanish Waltz

= 116

3
4
.5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .4 .5 ^4 ^7 (^1) ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .4 .5 ^4

^7 (^1) ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .7 .7 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 .7 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 .7

^7 (^1) ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

64. German Waltz 1

= 200

4
4
.2 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 − ^4 .6 ^6 ^8 ^6 ^8 ^6 − ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6 ^5 .5 − .2 ^3 .4 .5

.4 .5 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 − ^5 .6 ^6 ^8 ^6 ^8 ^6 − ^5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .7 ^7 .6 − .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6

^5 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 − ^5 (^4) ^6 ^5 ^4 − .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 − .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 − ^1 ^5 ^6

^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .7 ^7 .6 (^1) ^7
 65. Wangaratta waltz 30
= 170

A A F#m A D Bm A C#m D A E

3
4
.2 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] [3 .3] ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 [^3] ^2

A A C#m A C#m E A C#m A

.3 .4 .5 .6 .2 .4 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .2 .4 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .2 ^3 .3

C#m E A D A E A D A E

^2 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .3 .3 .2 [^3] ^4 ^4 [^3] .2 .4 .4 .2 .2 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 [3 .3] [^3] ^4 ^4 [^3] .2 .4 .4 .3 ^3 .3

^3 .4 .3 −

66. D’Oro Waltz

= 200

1 2

3
4
.3 .5 .3 ^5 .5 .3 ^2 − ^3 ^5 ^3 ^6 ^5 .4 .3 − .3 .5 .3 ^5 .5 .3 ^2 − .5 ^4 .4 − .4 .5

^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^9 .7 .7 ^8 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^8 ^9 .7
1

.7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .4 ^5

67. Waltz for Mr & Mrs Lysons

Barber−Riley
A

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3

.3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 3 ^6
.5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6

.6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^2 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3

.4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4

^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^2 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3
 69. Edelweiss 31
A E A D A F#m D E A E7 A D A E A E7 A

3
4
.4 .5 ^7 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^7 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5

B7 E E7 A E7 A D A E7 A

.6 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .4 .5 ^7 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6

70. When Irish Eyes are Smiling

D A D D G Bm D Bm D D Bm D A 1 D A Bm D G D Bm A A D A 2 D

3
4
.5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .4 .3 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 − ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^6

D E7 A7 D

.4 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^10 .6 ^7 .6 .6 −

71. Today
= 100
Randy Sparks

A F#m

3
4
.7 ^8 .8 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .4

3
4

Bm E7 A F#m Bm E7 A D# D#m A F#m

^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .4 ^4 .5 .3 ^3 .4

Bm E7 A F#m 1 Bm E7 2 E7 A

^3 .4 ^4 ^2 ^2 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .2 ^4 ^3
 72. MEDLEY: Homecoming, Flossy O’Toole, Scottish Wood 32
Homecoming
= 180
Merlina arr. King

A
E B C#m A E B E B E B C#m A E

4
4
.5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

B E 1 E 2 E

^6 .6 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .8

B
E B C#m A E B C#m F# B E A C#m

.8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^9 [^10] .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

B E B 1 E 2 E

^6 .6 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 .6 .5

Flossy O’Toole
A Bm E A E

3
4
.4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6

F#m A E7 A E7 A E7 A D A

^5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − ^6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 .5

E7 A

^4 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3

Scottish Wood
E A B E 1 F#m B 2 A B E E E

3
4
.3 .6 .6 .3 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 (^4) ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4

D E

^3 ^4 .4 .3 − ^4 [^3] .2 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .3 .6 (^4) ^5 .3 .3 − .3

75. The Munster Cloak

BB&S

3
4
.3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2

.6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3
 76. MEDLEY PARMA WALTZ, Bell Table, Under the Bridges of Paris) 33
Bell Table
= 160

E A E G#m A B A B E A E G#m

3
4
.3 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4

A B A B E E G#m C#m E A F#m B E

^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^9 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8
G#m C#m E A E B E

.8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^8 .7 .8 − ^6 ^7 .6 − ^6 .6 .5 .6 .7

Under the Bridges of Paris (Que Sera, Sera)

A E7 A B E7

3
4
.2 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 − .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 .[1] ^3] ^3

A E7 Bm C#7 Bm E7 A Em7 A7 C Fine

.2 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 − .2 .4 [^1]

A7 D A7 EmB7 Em A7 E Gm A7 D

.4 [^1] .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .4

B7 Em Gm D Bm E7 Em A7 D E7 D.C. al Fine

.5 .4 .5 .4 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 − ^5

77. Que Sera Sera

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^2 .3

.6 [^6] ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 ^4 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .5 .6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .4 .4 [^6] ^5 .5 .4

.5 ^3 .5
 83. Rothbury Hills 34
Air − unknown, Harmony − Laurie Griffiths

A A E7 E7 A A B7 E D A Bm E

3
4
.5 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4

3
4
.3 .4 ^3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 [^3] .3 ^2 .2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 ^3

A E7 A D D A A E7 E7 A E

.5 .4 .3 ^3 .5 ^2 .3 − .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .2 .3 .4 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 ^4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5

.4 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .3 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 .3 [1] ^3 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3

A A Bm E Bm E7 A

.6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [3 ^3] ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 −

.4 ^3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^3 [^3] [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

86. Will Ye Go Lassie?

BB&S

3
4
.3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .3 − .4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 − .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3

− .3 [^3] .2 [^3] .3 .3 − .4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 − .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 − .3 [^3] .2

[^3] .3 .3 −

87. Amazing Grace

A A7 D A B7 E7 A A7 D A F#m

3
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .4 .5 − .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3

E7 A

.4 ^3 .3 −
 88. Mull of Kintyre 35
A D A D

3
4
.2 .3 [^3] [3 .2 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 [^3 .3 .2 .3] .3 [^3] .2 .2 .3 [^3] [3 .2 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3

E7 A A D A D A
3

.3 [^3 ^3] ^2 [^3] [3 ^3] ^3 .3 [3 ^3] .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] ^3 .3

− −

89. German waltz 2

= 200

3 3
4
.2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^3

3 3

− [3 ^3] − ^2 ^2 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^3 .5 .5 .4 .3 − [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5

.5 ^4 ^3 − ^3 ^4 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^5 .5 ^4 ^2 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4
1 2

.3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 − [^3 .3 ^3]
 90. Starry Night for a Ramble (as jig) 36
EF
AABA
A
Segno E A E F#7 B7 E A E B7 E

6
8
^8 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .6

B
A E F#m B A E F#m B7

^7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8

Starry Night for a Ramble (another version in two parts)

E A E B7 E A E B7 E B7

6
8
.5 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 − .5 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 − .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7

6
8
.6 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 .8 .8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 − .8 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8

E B7 E B7 E F#7 B B7 E A

.7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 − .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 [^10] .8 ^8 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5

.8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8

E B7 E A E B7 E

.5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 − .5 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 −

.7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 .8 .8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 −

94. The Flower of Scotland

= 80

6
8
^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 − .5 .5 ^6 ^5 − .5 .5 ^5 ^6 − − .5 .6 ^7 ^7 .5 − ^3 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3

− ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .5 − ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .5 − .5 ^4 ^5 .5 − .7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 − .5 .6 .7 ^7 − .6 .6 ^7 .7 − − .6 ^8 .8 .8

.6 − .5 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 − .7 ^8 .8 .8 .6 − .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 − .6 (^4) ^7 .6 − −

95. Skye Boat Song, the

A Bm E7 A D A Bm E7 A D A

3
4
[3 ^3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .5 .4 ^3 .4 [^3 ^3] .2 − [3 ^3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .5 .4 ^3 .4 [^3 ^3] .2 −
F#m Bm F#m Bm F#m

.4 .3 .4 .4 ^3 [^3] ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 ^2 [^3] − .4 .3 .4 .4 ^3 [^3] ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 ^2 [^3] −

 97. Les Bicyclettes de Belsize 37
Gm Gm7 Cm D7 Gm Gm7 Cm Am7 A7 D7 Am7 D7

3
4
.5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .1 ^1 .3 ^1 .5 .2 ^3 ^1 .5 − .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .6 .1 ^1 .5 ^4 [^1] ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2

G Dm7G7 C6 D7 G D7 Em Am7 C6 D7 1 G F#m Bm G7Dm7G7

.3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 − ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .6 .6 ^6 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5
2 C G

.3 − .3 .3 .3 −

98. The Flower of Scotland

Roy Williamson of Corries

3
4
.7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .6 .6 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8

.7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .6 (^4) ^7 .6 .6 .6

99. Tulips from Amsterdam

3
4
.5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .8 .8 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .8 .8 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .5 .7 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5

^5 ^7 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .7 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 (^4) (^4) .6 .6 .6 .6 ^8 .6 ^5 ^6

.6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .6 (^1) ^7 .5 ^7 .1 .7 .6 ^6 .6 .8 .8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 .1 .7 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6

.5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 − .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5

.5 ^6 ^7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 − .7 .7 .7 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .7 .7 .7 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 − .6 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6

^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7
 100. Song of the Moulin Rouge 38
= 140

E B E F#m E F#m E B

3
4
.2 .3 .4 .3 .5 .2 .3 ^3 ^2 [^3 .3 .3] ^3 .4 ^3 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2

E B C#m B E B E F#m

.3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] .3 ^2 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^3 .2 .3 .4 .3 .5 .2 .3 ^3 ^2 [^3 .3 .3] ^3 .4 ^3 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3

.3

101. Last Waltz, the

1 2

3
4
^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .4 ^3 − [^3] .3 [^3] .3 [^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 − ^5 .5 ^2 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5

^5 − ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] ^5 .5 − .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^3 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^2 ^2 .3 − ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6
1

^7 .6 ^1 (^4) ^1 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .4 ^3 − .3 [^3] .3 [^3] .3 ^5 .5 ^2 .3 .5 ^5 ^6

2

.3

102. Raemona’s Waltz

Brian Hebert
A C#7 F#m A7 D E7 A 1 A C#7

3
4
3
.5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .3 [^3 .3] .4 .2 [[1]] .4 [[1]] [^3] .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .2 [3 .2] − .2 .4 .2 [[1]] .4 [[1]]

F#m A7 D E7 A 2 A C#7 F#m A7 D

3

[^3] .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [3 ^3] ^2 [^3] .2 .4 .5 ^1 .4 [^3] [^3] .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3

E7 A A C#m D A D A B7 E7 A

3 3
^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 [^6] ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

C#m D A Bm E7 1 A 2 A

3
^6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^2 .3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 [2] − [^2]
 105. Midnight on the Water 39
Luke Thomasson
1 2

3
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .3 ^3 .3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .2 .3 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6

.6 − .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5
1 2

.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .3 ^3 .3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .3 −
 BARN DANCE TUNES
40
106. MEDLEY REELS BARN DANCE: Click Go the Shears, Waltzing Matilda, Drovers Dream)
Click go the Shears
= 180

4
4
.3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^5 ^5 ^2 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5

^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 .6

Waltzing Matilda Buderim

4
4
.3 .3 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3

.3 .3 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

Drover’s Dream

4
4
^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 3^5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 ^3

.4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 3^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 3.5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 3^5 .5

^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 3^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 3.5 ^4 .5

107. MEDLEY REELS FOUR SISTER’S BARNDANCE: Four Sister’s. Mudgee Schottiche)
Four Sister’s Barndance
= 140

D A7 G D 3 A D G D E A7 D

4
4
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 − .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .6
3

Mudgee Schottische
F#m D A F#m F#m D A Bm F#m D A F#m

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .3 .3 .3 ^3

F#m Bm A F#m F#m F#m F#m A Bm A A F#m F#m

.4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^2 .3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 3.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3

F#m F#m A A F#m

^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 3.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3
 110. Wish Me Luck as you Wave Me Goodbye 41
A A A A A E7 A E7 A A7 A F#m A

[3 .3] .3 .2 .3 .4 .3 ^5 .5 − .3 ^4 .4 .2 .4 ^3 .2 ^3 .3 − [3 .3] .3 .2 .3 .4 .3 ^5 .5 − .3 ^4 .4 .2 .4

E7 A C#7 F#m E B7 E7 A A

^3 .2 ^3 .3 − .4 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .5 [^3] .4 ^3 − [3 .3] .3 .2 .3 .4 .3 ^5 .5

F#m A E7 A

− .3 ^4 .4 .2 .4 ^3 ^5 .5 .3 −

111. Goodnight Sweetheart

= 100

E Em A E C#m E C#m F#m B G#m E

.4 .4 − .4 − .4 − .4 ^4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 − ^6 .5 .4 .3

C#m A E B F# E Em A E C#m E

− ^5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 − .5 [^6] ^4 .4 .4 − .4 − .4 − .4 ^4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6

G#m E C#m

.7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 [^6] .5 .7 .6 −

112. White Cliffs of Dover

1 2
3

.4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .5 .3 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 − .4 .5 .3 − .3 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^6

3 3

^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^3 .4 .5
 POLKAS 42

113. Bluebell Polka

= 210

A E A

4
4
.4 3.5 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .4 .4 3.5 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3

E A E B7 E

^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 .8 .8 .7 .8 [^10] ^8 ^7 ^9 .8 [^10] .8 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 .8 .8 .7 .7
B7 A E A A Bm A

.8 [^10] ^8 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5

Bm A

^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .3

114. MEDLEY: Walter Bulwer’s Polkas

Walter Bulwer #1

2
4
.2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 .3 .3 .5 .5 ^5 ^5

.5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6

Walter Bulwer (Bulliver) #2

4
4
.4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6

.6 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7
1 2

.6 .7 .6 .7 ^8 .6 .7 .6 ^5 (^4)
 115. MEDLEY: Robbie Hobkirk’s, Father’s Polka 43
Robbie Hobkirk’s Polka

4
4
.5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .7 .8 ^8 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .7 .8

^8 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^8 ^7

.7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6

Father’s Polka

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 ^4 .4 .4 .3 .2 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 .4

.5 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .6 ^6 ^6 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .6 ^6 ^6 ^3 ^3 .3
1 2

^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .4 ^3 .6 ^6 .6

116. MEDLEY POLKAS BROWN JUG POLKA: Little Brown Jug, Andrew’s Polka, Jenny Lind polkas)
Little Brown Jug
Heel & Toe Polka
= 140

E A B 1 E 2 E E A B 1 E 2 E

2
4
.4 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6

Andrew’s Polka
A E7 A E7 A A E A

2
4
.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4

E7 A E A E7 A

^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3

Jenny Lind Polka

E A E B7 E E A E B7 E E

2
4
.5 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .5 .8 .8 .7 .6 .7

B7 E B7 E

.8 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^8 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^9 ^9 .7 .6 .7 .8 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .6 −
 138. The Girl I Left Behind Me, Brighton Camp) 44
Brighton Camp
= 180

2
4
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6
1 2

.6 .5 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3
 DOUBLE JIGS
45
180. MEDLEY JIGS COUNTRY BUMPKIN: Irish Stew, Saddle the Pony, Shandon Bells, Life is All Chequered
Irish stew

6
8
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3

^3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 .4 .5 .6

Saddle The Pony

A E7 A E7 A E7 F#m D E7 A

6
8
.3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3

F#m E A F#m C#m F#m F#m D E7

^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3

.4 .3 .3 .3

Shandon Bells (Cluig Sean−duin)

E F#m B7 E A B7

6
8
^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5

E E B7 E A B7

.6 − ^8 .7 .6 − ^7 .6 .7 .8 .8 .8 .7 .6 ^6 .5 .5 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .6 − ^7 .6 .7 .8 .8 .8 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5

.6 −

Life is All Chequered

6
8
.3 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .4 .4 .6 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3 ^3 ^3] .6 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4

.3 [^3 ^3 ^3] .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .7 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3 ^3 ^3]

 181. MEDLEY JIGS FLYING PIEMAN: Flying Pieman, Herb’s Jig, Rum Rebellion, Garryowen) 46
Flying Pieman
E C#m E E E E C#m B E C#m E E E E C#m E E E

6
8
.6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^8 .7
A E E A
A E A B E A E B E E

^8 ^9 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^9 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6

Herb’s Jig

6
8
.2 .2 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5

.6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

Rum Rebellion

6
8
.5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5

.6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 .6

Garryowen

6
8
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4

^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^6 .3 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3
 182. MEDLEY JIGS FLYING PIEMAN:Flying Pieman, Kesh Jig, Tripping Upstairs) 47
Flying Pieman (see above)
The Kesh Jig
A A E E A A F#m A A A E E A A

6
8
.3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .4
1 E A 2 E A A A F#m A A A E E A A F#m A

^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5

A E A A

.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6

Tripping Upstairs
E A E B7 E A E A E B7

6
8
.5 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6

E C#m B C#m B

.6 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 .7 ^5 ^5 .6 ^5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .5 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^5 .7 ^5 ^5 ^6 .5 .5 ^7 .5 .5

B7 E

^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6
 184. THADY THOU GANDER, Swallow’s Nest, Saddle the Pony, Kesh, Haste to the Wedding, Smash Windows 48
Swallow’s Nest
= 134

F#m E F#m E

6
8
^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .6 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^5 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 ^3

F#m

^4 ^3 ^3 ^3

Saddle The Pony

A E7 A E7 A E7 F#m D E7
3
6
8
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3

A F#m E A F#m C#m F#m F#m

.4 .3 .3 .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4

D E7 A

^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3

Swallow’s Nest (above)

The Kesh Jig

A E D A D E A E D A

6
8
.2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .4
1 E A 2 E A A D E F#m E A E D E

^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5

A E7 F#m A

.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6

Swallow’s Nest again

Haste to the Wedding

E A E A B7 E A E E B7

6
8
.5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .5 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 .8 .7
1 A 2 A E A E E
E E A B7

.6 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .8 .8 .8 .7 .8 .8 .7 .8 ^9 ^8 ^9 ^9 ^8 ^9 .8 .7 .8 .8 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7

A E B 1 A E 2

^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .8 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .5

Swallow’s Nest again

Smash the Windows

E A E B E A B E

6
8
.6 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 ^5 .4 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 − .8
 E E A
B E A E B E

49
.8 ^8 .6 .7 .5 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .5 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^8 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .8

B E A E A E B7 E

.8 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 ^6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 −

186. WILLOW TREE, Blarney Pilgrim, Merrily Kiss the Quaker’s Wife)
Merrily Kiss the Quaker’s Wife
BB&S
A
A D A E A D A E A

6
8
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .2 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 ^3 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 .2 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 −

B
A D A D A E A D A D A E A

^3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 −

C A
A E E A E A E D A A E A

.5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 −

Blarney Pilgrim
A E A E F#m E A E A E

6
8
[3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .7 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3] ^3 .3 [^3 .3] [3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .7 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3]

F#m E A F#m E F#m A E A A E A A F#m

.3 [^3 .3 .3] .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 [^3] .4 .3 ^3 .3 [^3]

E A E A E A E F#m A E A E F#m E

.3 ^3 .3 .3 ^7 .2 .4 .2 ^3 .2 ^3 .7 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3] ^3 .3 [^3 .3] ^3 .2 .4 .2 ^3 .2 ^3 .7 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3]

A E

.3 [^3 .3 .3]
 194. MEDLEY JIGS: Mrs Grace Bowie, The Hogmanay 50
Mrs Grace Bowie
= 120
Air:Unknown, Harmony and bass Laurie Griffiths

E E E B7 B7 F#m B7 F#m B7 F#m B7

6
8
.5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5

6
8
.7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6

6
8
− − − − − − − − − − − − − −

E B7 E E E B7 B7 F#m B7 F#m B7 F#m

.5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 .6

.6 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7

− − − − − − − − − − − − − −

B7 E E E E F#m F#m B7 B7

^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6

.5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6 .6 .6 .5 .6 .7 .7 .7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^7

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

B7 E E E E F#m F#m B7 B7

^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5

^8 .7 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .5 .6 .7 .7 .7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^7

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

B7 E

^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 −

^8 .7 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 −

− − − −
 The Hogmanay
51
A E7 A A C#m F#m E7 F#m E E

6
8
.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 ^2 .3 ^3 [^3 .3 .3] .2 ^2 ^3 .5 [^6] .5

6
8
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

E7 A A E7 A A C#m F#m E7 F#m E E7 A

^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3] ^2 ^2 ^2 .3 ^3 [^3 .3 .3] .2 ^2 ^3 ^4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 ^3

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

A E7 F#m C#m F#m E Bm F#m E A E7 F#m E A E7 F#m C#m

.4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] − [3 ^3] ^2 [3 .3] ^2 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 [^3] .2 − .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

F#m E Bm F#m E7 A E E7 A

[^3] − [3 ^3] ^2 [3 .3] ^2 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 [3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3

− − − − − − − − − − −

208. MEDLEY JIGS: CUMBERLAND REEL, Cumberland Reel, Winster Galop)

Cumberland Reel
King of the Cannibal Islands
= 140

E A E F#m B E A E C#m B B7 E E

6
8
.7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .6 ^7

F#m C#m F#7 B7 E B A E

.7 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 .6 .5

B A E F#m B B7 E

.6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .5

Winster Galop[
A E A D A E7 A A

2
4
.3 .4 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

D E E E7 A

.6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3
 211. STRIP THE WILLOW, Athol Highlanders) 52
Athol Highlanders
= 134

B F#7 B C#m F#7 B F#7 B E F#7 B

6
8
.4 ^8 .8 .8 .7 .6 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 .8 .7 .6 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .9 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 .6

B E B C#m F#7 B E B E

.8 .6 .7 .8 .6 .7 .8 .6 ^8 ^9 .6 ^8 ^9 .6 .7 .8 .6 .7 .8 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .6 .7 .8 .6 ^8 ^9 .6 ^8 ^9 .8 .9 .8 ^9 .8 ^8

F#7 B B C#m F#7 B

.7 ^8 .7 .6 .8 .6 .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 .9 .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 .9 .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 .9 .8 .8 .8 ^8 .7

E F#7 B B E B A B

.9 .8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 ^7 .4 .6 .7 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^7 ^8 ^8 ^7 ^8 .7 .6 .7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 (^4) ^7 ^7 ^6 ^7 .4 .6 .7 .7 .6 .7

E B E F#7 B

^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .9 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .4 .3

.5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .3 ^4 ^5 .3 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

.3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .3 ^4 ^5 .3 ^4 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .3 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

.6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^3

^2 ^3 ^3 ^2 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .3
 215. SET DANCE: EVENING THREE STEP, WASHINGTON POST, Liberty Bell 53
Liberty Bell
= 120

A D Bm E E7 A E A

6
8
.4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^5 − ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 [1] ^3 ^2 ^5 ^5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 − .5 .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 .7 .6 .6 .5

B7 E7 B7 E E7 E A D E7 A

[^6] ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 − .6 ^6 ^7 ^7 [[^10]] ^7 ^5 ^7 ^7 [[^10]] ^7 .5 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .4 .3 [^3] ^3 .3 − .3

C# D
E7 A B7 E7 D C#7 D A E7 A A7

^3 .4 ^4 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 − .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 − .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3

D A7 A D

.4 ^4 [^6] .5 .7 .7 .7 .1 .7 .7 .5 .4 ^4 [^6] .5 ^4 ^8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 (^1) ^7 .5 [^6] .5 .7 .1 .7 .5 [^6] .5

A E7 A7 D A7 A

^6 ^7 .6 ^7 ^5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 [^6] .5 .7 .7 .7 .1 .7 .7 .5 .4 ^4 [^6] .5 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 (^1)

D G A7 D

^7 .5 [^6] .5 .7 .1 .7 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^8 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 −

225. Roaring Jelly

6
8
.5 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 ^5 .4 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 − .8

.5 .7 .7 .6 .5 .7 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^4 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .4 ^7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6

.6 −

230. Barrett’s Half Century

6
8
.3 ^3 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

.6 .6 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3
 231. Tobin’s Favourite 54
Trad, arr Phil Rowe
E B7 E A B B7 E B7

6
8
.4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 .6 ^7

E B7 B7 E E B B7 E A B B7

.7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

E B7 E B7 B7 E

.3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6

233. The Belfast Almanac

Cumberland Reel Jig
A E7 A A E7 E7 A F#m Bm E7 D E7 A

6
8
.2 .3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 [^3 ^3] ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 −
A E7 A A7 D A D A D E7 A

.5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 [3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 −

235. Cunnamulla Stocking Jig

6
8
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

244. The Devil Among the Taylors

Trad, arr Phil Rowe
B E B C#m B C#m F#7

6
8
.4 ^3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 − ^3 −
B B F#7 B F#7 B B

.3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .4

B F# F#7 B E B C#m B

.5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^3 − .5 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .3

C#m F#7 B

^3 ^4 ^3 − ^3 − .3 .3
 245. Go to the Devil and Shake Yourself 55
EF
E A E E B/d+ C#m B7 E A E E B7

6
8
.5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 .6 ^7 ^8 ^7
E F#m
E B7 A F#7 B7 E A E

.7 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5

E B7 E

.6 .7 .6 ^7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6

247. Bride’s Favorite, O’Brien’s Jig)

A A E Bm A A A E Bm E A

6
8
.2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 ^2 .3
A E A A C#m F#m A E A Bm E A

4
.5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2

A D A A E A A E F#m C#m B C#m A

.3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6
 ENGLISH (SINGLE) JIGS
56

259. John of Paris (Ninety−Five)

= 110
Trad

A D F#m A Bm E A E A

6
8
.5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .5 .5 [^6] ^4

D F#m A Bm E A Bm A

.4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .2 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5

F#m A F#m A F#m D A Bm A E A

^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^4 .3 .5 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 ^5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4

D F#m A Bm E A Bm A

^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 ^2 .2 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3

260. Jockey to the Fair

McCuskers
A A A Bm E B7 E F#m B7

6
8
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 .4 [^6]

E7 E D A A D A D A

.5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .5 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5

D E F#m E7/g+ A D A DEm E A E A

^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .6 .4 ^3 .3 .3

261. Ride a Cock horse to Banbury Cross

= 200
Trad

6
8
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6

.6 .6 .4 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 − ^4 .4 ^3 − ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3

262. Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?

Bacon (the common song tune) (English)
A.(AB)2n
= 300

6
8
.5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2

.3 .3 .5 .5 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .3
 263. Life on the Ocean Wave, A 57
= 200
Trad

6
8
.2 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 − .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .4 − .2 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .3

.4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 − .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3

.4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .2 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 − .2 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .2 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 .3

264. Cock o’ the North

Trad.
C#m C#m E C#m C#m C#m F#m F#m C#m C#m E C#m C#m F#m C#m C#m

6
8
^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3

C#m C#m F#m F#m E C#m E C#m C#m F#m C#m C#m

.6 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3

265. Lilliburlero

6
8
.3 ^3 .3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 .5 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5

^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

266. Colleen
= 140
Barber−Riley

A A E D E Bm E A A A

6
8
.2 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .2 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3] .2 − .2 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2

E D A A A 1 A 2 A A A Bm A

^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .2 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 [^3] ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 − ^5 .5 − ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .2

E A E A A A Bm A Bm C#m A

^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 .4 ^4 .5 − ^5 .5 − ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .2 [^3 ^3] ^3 .3 ^2 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 [^3] ^2

1 A 2 A

.3 .4 ^4 .3 −
 SLIP JIGS
58

279. Drops of Brandy (in D)

9
8
.5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4

.3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3

280. Drops of Brandy (in G)

9
8
.5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4

.3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3

281. Foxhunter, the

9
8
.4 ^4 .4 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 .3 ^4 ^5 ^5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5

^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .7 ^8 .7 .7 .6 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 .7 ^8 .7 .7 .6 ^8 ^9

.8 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3

284. Rocky Road To Dublin, the

Toby Bennett
Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm

9
8
^3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 [^3] ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

Bm A F#m C#m F#m A Bm A Bm A Bm A

[^3] ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5

A Bm A Bm A F#m C#m F#m A

.5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5
 287. Merrily Kiss the Quaker 59

12
8
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .2 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 .2 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 .3

^3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 .3

.4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] .3 .3
 REELS
60
288. MEDLEY REELS: Turkey in the Straw, St Anne’s Reel, Pinch of Snuff
Turkey in the Straw
= 220

A E7 A

4
4
.4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [2] − [3 ^3 .3 .2 .3] .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [2] − [3 ^3 .3 .2 .3] .3 ^3

E7 A D A E A E

.4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3

A E7 A

.4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

St Anne’s Reel

4
4
.7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^3 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5

^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^7 ^9 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 ^8

.7 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 .6

A Pinch of Snuff

4
4
.4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3

.3 .4 .5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3

.3 .4 .5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7

.7 .6 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7

^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7

.6 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 (^4) .5

^4 ^3 ^3 (^4) ^3 ^4 ^3
 289. Willafjord 61
= 200
Trad Shetland (Shetland)

E A E F#m B7 E A

4
4
^5 .5 .3 .5 − .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 − .3 ^4 ^5 .5 .3 .5 − .3 .4 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .3 .5 − .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 − .3 ^4 ^5
B7 E E F#m A E F#m B7

.5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 − .5 .6 .7 ^8 ^7 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .6 .7 − .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^7

E F#m A B7 E

.7 .6 .7 − .5 .6 .7 ^8 ^7 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6

290. Drowsy Maggie

F#m F#m E F#m 1 F#m E 2 F#m

^3 ^5 ^3 .6 ^3 ^5 ^3 ^3 ^5 ^3 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^5 ^3 .6 ^3 ^5 ^3 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5

E E B E A E B E

.6 .7 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8
E A B A

.8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3

291. The Merry Blacksmith

Trad.
E A B E

4
4
.5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5

AB E E A B

.5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .7 ^8 .8 .8 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7
E AB E

.8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3
 16. Sally Gardens 62
= 120

1
A E A

3
.2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4

.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3

E A A Bm

3
.5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .2 .4 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^5 .6

.4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^2 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^5 .5 ^4

A E A

^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 3^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3

^3 ^5 .5 ^4 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

Variations

.3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 3^4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4

.5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 3^4 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .6

^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .4 3^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5

.5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

293. Corn Rigs

Trad

.5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 .8 .5 .6 .6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .5

^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .5 .6 .8 .7 .8 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .6 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .8 .8 .5 .6 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7

^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6
 294. Jack Broke Da Prison Door 63
= 240
Trad Shetland

A (F#m) (Bm) E A (F#m) 1 E(Am) 2 E

4
4
.3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3

A A E A (F#m) 1 (Bm) (E) 2 (Bm) (E)

.6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .6 .6 .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3]

295. Jack Broke Da Prison Door (Malarkey)

= 240
Trad Shetland

A (F#m) (Bm) E A (F#m) 1 E(Am) 2 E

4
4
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − [3 ^3] ^2 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3

A A E A (F#m) 1 (Bm) (E) 2 (Bm) (E)

.6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .6 .6 .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3]

296. The Traveller

.3 .4 .3 .5 .3 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 3^4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 .3 .4 .3 .5 .3 .4 .3
1 2

^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 3^4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 .5 .6 .5 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .6 .6 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6
1

3
.6 .5 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .2 .6 .5 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .6 .6 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6
2

3
^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4

297. Spey in Spate, the

= 140
J. Scott Skinner (Scotland)

A Bm A

4
4
.3 .4 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 [^3] ^3 ^4 ^5 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 .4 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5
Bm
F#m 1 A 2 A C#m

.6 .3 ^6 .3 ^5 .3 .5 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 [3 ^3] ^2 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .4 .5

A Bm E A

.3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^8 ^7 ^5 ^7 ^4 ^5 ^2 ^3 .5 ^6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .7 .6 .5 .6 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7
Bm
A

^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3
 298. Speed the plough 64
(Scotland)
A A A A Bm A 1 Bm C#m 2 E A

4
4
3
.2 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 [3 ^3] ^2 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .5 ^5 ^6

A A A F#m Bm A 1 Bm E 2 E A

.6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .3 ^6 .3 ^5 .3 .5 .3 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .5 ^5 ^6 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3

299. The Wind That Shakes the Barley

E C#m E A B7 E

4
4
.5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4

C#m E A B7 E A E B7 E A

.3 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^8 ^8 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8
E B7 E A E B7 E A B7

.8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^8 ^8 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^9 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5

300. African Swallow

E E C#m E A E A B E F#m E A A F#m

4
4
.6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^5

G#m E E E A E A E A B E E A E

.5 ^6 .6 .3 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^5 ^4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 ^4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^5 ^4 .6 ^5 .5 .4

A E E E

^5 ^4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 ^3 .3
 303. MEDLEY REELS: CHAIN DOUBLE QUADRILLE,Scarterglen, Yarmouth Reel) 65
Scarterglen
= 250
Trad.

A F#m E A E 1 A 2 A

2
4
.2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 ^3

A D A E A D A E A A E F#m

.4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7

A E F#m D A E A

.6 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

Yarmouth Reel

2
4
.5 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4

^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5

.5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .6

.5 .5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3
 304. MEDLEY REELS: COLONIALS QUADRILLE,Can Can, Red Wing) 66
Can Can
= 134

B E A E B7 E F#7 B7 E

2
4
.5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^2 ^2 ^5 .5 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4

A E B7 E B7 E E A E B7 E E E E B

^4 ^5 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^2 ^2 ^5 .5 .3 .3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .7 .6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6

E E A E B7 E E A E B7 E E7 A E7 A

^7 .6 .6 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .7 .6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .6 (^4) ^5 .5 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .4 ^4

E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A E A

^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

E7 A E7 A A

^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^3 .4 .3

Red Wing
A A A A D F#m A D Bm A A Bm C#m E F#m A A

2
4
.2 .3 ^2 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3 .3] .3 .3 ^2 .3 .4

A A D F#m A A D Bm A A Bm C#m A A F#mF#m F#m C#m A A A F#m

.5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 [^3] ^2 .2 .3 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 .5

A E E F#m A A A A F#m F#m F#m C#m A A A F#m A E Bm A A F#m

.5 ^3 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
 305. Can Can (parts) 67
Celebrated Galop from "Orpheus in the Underworld"
= 140
Offenbach Arr Lynn Palmer

2
4
.5 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .7 ^8 ^9 .9 ^9 ^9 .8 .8 ^9 ^6 ^6 ^9 .8 .6 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .5 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .7

^8 ^9 .9 ^9 ^9 .8 .8 ^9 ^6 ^6 ^9 .8 .6 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .8 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6

^7 .6 .6 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .8 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .3 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .5

.5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .6 .5 ^5 ^4 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5

.6 .6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .6 .5 ^5

^4 ^8 ^3 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^6 .6 .7 .8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^4 ^4 .7 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^5 ^5 ^6

^5 .5 .5 ^6 .6 .7 .8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^4 ^4 .7 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5

305.
Bass line for Can Can

4
4
− − − − − − − − − − −

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

− − − − − − − − − − − −

− − −
 307. MEDLEY REELS: DORSET FOUR HAND REEL,Dorset Four Hand Reel, Winster Galop, Walter Bulwer#2) 68
Dorset Four Hand Reel
= 120

A A D D A A A Bm A A D D A A 1 A A

2
4
.4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3
2 A A A F#m A A Bm A F#m C#m A F#m A A Bm C#m A A

.4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 ^3 .3 .3

Winster Galop[
A E A D A E7 A A

2
4
.3 .4 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

D E E E7 A

.6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3

Walter Bulwer’s Polka #2

A D E7 A D E7 A

2
4
^2 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 .3

E A E B7 E E A E B7 E

^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 [^3 .3]

308. MEDLEY REELS: Wiltshire Six Hand Reel, Dorset Four Hand Reels,
Wiltshire Six Hand Reel
= 130
Trad

E E E B7 E B7 B B B E B7 E E B7 A

4
4
.7 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 .8 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5

B7 A E E B7 A A B7 E

^8 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .8 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .6

Dorset Four Hand Reel #1

A D A E A D A E7 A

2
4
.4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .5

A A Bm E7 A A E7 A

.6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .3

Dorset Four Hand Reel #2

B E B F#7 B E F#7

2
4
.5 .6 .7 .8 .9 .8 .7 .6 ^8 ^9 ^8 ^9 .6 .7 .8 .9 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .8 ^7 .8 .6 .7 .8 .9 .8 .7 .6 ^8 ^9 ^8 ^9 .8 ^10 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7

B B E B F#7 B E F#7 B

.6 .9 .9 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .8 .7 ^9 ^8 ^9 ^8 .8 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .8 .8 .8 .8 .7 .8 .7 ^9 ^8 ^9 ^8 .8 ^10 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .9 .9
 313. MEDLEY REELS:TRIP TO BAVARIA, Trip to Bavaria, Caddam Wood, Columbus’s Sword) 69
Trip to Bavaria
Hamish’s Tune
= 240

B F# F#7 B

4
4
.5 .5 .6 .6 .7 .7 .8 .8 .8 .7 .8 ^9 .7 .8 ^8 .8 ^7 .5 ^6 ^6 ^7 ^7 ^8 ^8 ^10 ^9 ^10 ^9 ^9 .8 ^9 .8 .5 .6 .6 .7 .7 .8 .8

B7 E F# E E#8 F#7 B B#8 C#m F#

.8 .9 ^10 ^10 ^9 ^9 ^10 ^9 ^10 ^9 ^9 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 .6 .5 .5 .6 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .5 ^6 ^7 ^6

F#7 B B7 E F# E E#8 F#7

.5 ^6 ^7 ^6 ^10 ^9 ^10 ^9 ^9 .8 ^9 .8 .5 .6 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .6 .8 .9 ^10 ^10 ^9 ^9 ^10 ^9 ^10 ^9 ^9 .8 ^9 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7

.6 .6

Caddam Wood
A E7 1 A

4
4
[^6] .5 .5 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 [3 .3 .3 .3] .3 .4 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^5 .5 [^6] .5
2 E7 A A E7

^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^3

A E7

^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

Columbus’s Sword
E B E B E

4
4
.3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3

E B E B E

.7 .6 .7 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
314. MEDLEY: VIRGINIA REEL, Mama Don’t Allow, Didn’t He Ramble, Coming in on a Wing, We Shall Not Be Moved, Careless 70
Love
Mama Don’t Allow
Trad
A A A A A A G E7 A A D

2
4
.2 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 − .3 [^3 .3] .3 .3 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^3 − ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .2 .3 ^3 .3

D A E7 A

.4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 −

Didn’t He Ramble
E B E E

2
4
^5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7

B E

.7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 −

Coming in on a Wing
E B7 E A B7 E A E B7

2
4
.5 ^5 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 − .7 ^8 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 − .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5

.6 −

We Shall Not Be Moved

A E7 E7 E7 A D A E7 A

2
4
.4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 [1] ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 .3 [[^1]] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3

D A

− −

Careless Love
A E7 A E7 A A E7 A D

2
4
.4 .4 .3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 − .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^1 ^5 ^4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 .3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 −
A D

− −
 315. SET DANCE: VIRGINIA REEL,Bobby Shaftoe, Clare Jig, Marie’s Wedding) 71
Bobby Shaftoe
= 160

E B7 E B7 E

2
4
.6 .6 .6 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 .5 .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .8 .6 .6 .6 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 .8 .8

B7 E B7 E

^7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^8 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .6

Clare Jig
A E A D E A

6
8
^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 − .5

A E D A A E D A E A

.6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2

Marie’s Wedding
E A B E A B E A

2
4
.5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .7 ^7 .7 .8 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^4 .5 .5 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6

E B E A B

.7 ^7 .7 .8 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^4 .5 .5

317. MEDLEY REELS: Glory Shines, John Brown’s Body

Glory Shines
Laurie Griffiths
A A A A A A E7 E7 A F#m C#

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3 .3] − [2 .3] .3 ^3 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 − .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4

F#m Bm E7 A A

.4 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 −

John Brown’s Body

A A A A D D A A A A

6
8
.5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 − ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 − .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7

4
4
.6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 − ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 .6 .6 .6 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 − .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

C# F#m Bm 1 E7 A A 2 E7 A A

.7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 − − − .6 ^6 .6 − − −

^1 ^6 .7 .7 .7 ^8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .8 ^8 .7 − − −
 323. MEDLEY REELS: Flowers of Edinburgh, Soldier’s Joy, Staten Island 72
Flowers of Edinburgh
= 180

4
4
.3 [^3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 [^3] ^2 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 ^4 ^2 [^3] .3 [^3] [3 .3 ^3] .3 .3 ^3

.4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

.4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3

Soldier’s Joy

4
4
.4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^7

.7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 .7 .7 .8 ^8 .7

^7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .6

Staten Island

4
4
.5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

.6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .8 ^8 ^7 ^8 .7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 (^4) ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 (^4) ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .8 .7 .8 ^8 ^7 ^8

.7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6
 OTHER REElS
73

324. La Russe
Kevin Briggs, via EF
A D E A E E7 A

4
4
.4 ^3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3

E A E B7 E A E B7 E

.5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 .6 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6

325. Keel Row

via PR
A Bm A E7 A E7 1 A E7 A A E7 A
3
4
4
.5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 ^2 ^2 .3 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .5 ^4

A D A E7 A D A E7 A A D A D

.4 .5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4

A D A E7 A

.4 .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3

326. Toss the Feathers

= 240

.2 ^2 .2 ^3 .2 ^2 .2 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 [^3 ^3] .2 ^2 .2 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 ^2 .2 ^3 .2 ^2 .2

^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 [^3 ^3] ^4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^3 .5 .5 ^3 .5 .5 ^3 .5 .5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6

^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 [^3]
 327. Silver Spear 74

4
4
.5 ^4 .4 .5 − ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 − ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 − ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^7 .7
1 2

^8 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .4 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7

^4 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .7 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 ^7 .3 .7 ^7 .7 ^5 .5

Ceili Band version

.4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 3^7 .7

^8 ^8 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5

.7 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 3^7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5

349. Hull’s Victory

via PR
G C G D G G D

4
4
.5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .3 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7

Em A7 D G C Am D G

.6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^4 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .7

D G D7 G

^7 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .6

355. Reel De Montreal

via PR
A A E A A A

4
4
.5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .3
Bm E Bm
E A E E E

^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .6 .7 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 ^7 ^8 ^9 .8 .7 .5 .5 .4 .5 .6 .5 .6 .8 ^8 ^7 ^8
B E

.8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 −
 358. Princess Royal 75
Abingdon
AABCBCB
A
A E A A E A D A Bm a g# f# E7 d# c# b A E7 A

4
4
.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3

D D e f# D/f# e d c# A/e E7 A E7 A A D A D Bm a g# f# E7 d# c# b

^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^4

A E7 A A E F#m E7 A E F#m D D A A Bm a g# f#

2 4
4 4
.4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

E7 d# c# b A E7 A

^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3

359. Girl I Left Behind Me, the

Brighton Camp
D F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m A F#m D F#m F#m F#m E C#m

4
4
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 [3 .3 ^3] ^2

F#mF#m A F#m A F#m A F#m F#mC#m D F#m F#m F#m E C#m F#mF#m

.3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3

368. Winster Gallop

A E A D A E7 A A

4
4
.3 .4 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5

D E E E7 A

.6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3

369. Manchester Galop

A E D A D A E A F#m C#m D C#m Bm A

4
4
.5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4

E A A D A A Bm B7 B7

^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 3.5 .4 .3 .5 .4 3.5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 3.5 .4 .3 .5 .4 3.5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .5

3
A D A D A Bm E7 A E7

.4 3.5 .4 .3 .5 .4 3.5 .4 .3 3.4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 3^5 ^6

 SLIDES
76
370. Cock of the North in G, or Chase me Charlie in G
1 2

6
8
.4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5
1 2

.6 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .3 .3 ^3

371. Cock O’ the North in D

BB&S

12
8
^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 −

.6 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 −

373. The Hundred Pipers

Trad, arr Phil Rowe
A D A Bm E7 A D A E7 A

6
8
.3 ^3 .4 [3 .3 .2 .3] [^3] .3 .3 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 [3 .3 ^3 .3] [^3] .3 .3 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 − .4 ^4

A D A Bm E7 A D A E A

.5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 −
 MARCHES
77
379. British Grenadiers

2
4
.2 .3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2

.3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

380. MEDLEY MARCHES: BONNY BREAST KNOT,Barren Rocks of Aden, Portsmouth)

Barren Rocks of Aden
= 130

E B7 E E B7 E E

4
4
.6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .7

B7 F#m E E B F#m E

^7 .7 .5 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .5 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^7 .7 .5 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .6

Omit for dance

E E G#m E E F#m E

.8 .8 ^8 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .5 .8 .8 ^8 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^5 ^6 ^7 .6 −

Portsmouth
A D A A A D A E 1 A 2 A

2
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .2 .3 .5

A D E A D A E 1 A 2 A

.6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .5 .3

381. Men of Harlech

4
4
.3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 −

.5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 − .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 − ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

^2 [^3] ^2 .2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3

382. Cornish Floral Dance

E E E G#m E E E E A A E E F#m F#m E E A A

2
4
.4 .5 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4

E G#m E E E E

.4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3
 383. MEDLEY: Kelly the Boy From Killanne, Raglan Road, Roddy McCorley. 78
Kelly the Boy From Killanne
= 350

4
4
.3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 − .3 .4
What’s the news? what’s the news? Oh my bold Shel − ma − lier, with your long bar − relled gun, of the sea? Say what

.5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 − .5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 ^5
wind from the sun blows his mes − sen − ger here, With a hymn of the dawn for the free? Good − ly news, good − ly news, do I

.5 .6 .6 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 − .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3
bring, youth of Forth, good − ly news do I bring, Bar − gy man! For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north, led by

.4 ^4 ^3 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 −
Kel − ly the bo − y from Kil − lane!

Raglan Road

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 − .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 ^3
On Rag − lan Road of an Au − tumn day, I saw her first and knew That her da − rk hair would weave a

.3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .6 .4 ^3 − .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .6 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3
snare that I mi − ght one day rue. I saw the dan − ger and I passed, a − long the en − chan − ted way, And I

.4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3
said, Let grief be a fal − len leaf at the daw − ning of the day.

Roddy McCorley

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 − [3 ^3] .3 .3 ^3 .3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^5
Oh see the fleet fo − ot hosts of men. who speed with fa − ces wan. Fro − m farm − stead and fro − m thresh − ers

.5 .4 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3
cot. A − long the banks of Ban. The − y come with ven − ge − nce in their eyes, too late, too late are they. For young

.4 ^3 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3 ^3] .3 .3 ^3 .3 −
Rod − dy M’ Cor − le − y goes to die on the Bridge of Toombe to − day.
 384. Mr Hitler 79
Dad’s Army Theme

4
4
.4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 .4 ^3 .2 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .4 ^3 [1] .4 ^3 [1]

^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .3

.4 ^3 ^3 [1] .4 ^3 ^3 [1] .4 ^3 .4 [^6] .5 .4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^2 .3 .3

385. Seventy Ninth Highlander’s farewell to Gibraltar

A

4
4
.5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^4

.5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 .3 .3 .6

^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4

.4 .3 .3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6

^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^3

.3 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4

.4 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4

.4 .3 .3 .4 ^4

.5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^4
 386. Winster Processional 80
= 100

E E A E E E A E A E E

2
4
.6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3

A E E B A E E A E A E E A E E

^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3

387. The Hundred Pipers

Trad, arr Phil Rowe
B E B C#m F#7 B E B F#7 B

6
8
.6 ^7 .7 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^9 .8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 − .7 ^8

B E B C#m F#7 B E B F# B

.8 .8 .8 .7 .8 ^9 .9 .9 ^9 .8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .8 ^9 ^10 .9 .9 .9 ^10 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 −

388. Seventy Six Trombones

Intro Part B

6
8
^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .8 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^5 .5 − .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 ^3 .3
1 2 Part C#

− .5 ^5 ^6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .4 .6 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 − .3 .3 .4 .4 [^1] .4

^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 − ^4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .3 .2 .5 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 − ^3 ^3 ^5 − ^4 .4 ^3

.5 ^5 ^6 [3 .3] .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 − ^4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .3 .2 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^5 ^5 .5 .4

Link to B

^4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 .5 .4 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 [[^10]] .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^3 .4 ^4
 389. Alexander’s Ragtime Band 81
= 100

6
8
.4 [^1] .4 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 [^1] .4 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .5 ^3 .4 [^6] .4 ^3

.5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .5 .4 [^1] .4 .5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6

[^1] .4 [^1] .4 .4 [^1] .4 [^1] .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .3 ^1 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^4 .3 ^4 ^5 .4 ^4

.5 .5 ^5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .4 .5 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .2 .3 .3 .4 .2 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 [^6] ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 [^1] .4 [^1]

.4 .4 [^1] .4 [^1] .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .3 ^1 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^4 .3 ^4 ^5 ^5 .4 ^4 [^6]

.5 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .6 .6 [^6] .5 ^4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3
 390. Repasz 82
Irish Guards, the
= 60

6
8
.5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .4 .4 .4

^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 [^6] .4 ^3 [1] ^3 [^6] .4

1 2

^3 [1] ^3 [^1] .4 [^6] .5 .8 .5 .5 .8 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 [^1] .4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 ^4

^2 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 [^1] .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .4 .5 .5

1

^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .7 .1 .7 ^8 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .7 .7 ^7 ^5 .7 ^7
2 1 2

^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 .7 ^7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .4 .4 .4

.4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 .4 .3 [^3] ^2 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4

1 2

.3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 [^6] .4 ^3 [1] ^3 [^6] .4 ^3 [1] ^3 [^1] .4 [^6] .5 .8 .5 .5 .8 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3]

[3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 [^1] .4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^2 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 [^1]

.4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6

392. Grand Old Duke of York

= 116
Trad

2
4
.4 .6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .5 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7

^7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6
 395. March of the King of Laoise 83
BB&S

3
2
^3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .2 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] ^3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .5 .4 .5 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3 .3]
1 2

^2 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 .3 [^3] − [^3] .3 ^4 .3 [^3] − [^3] [3 ^3 .3] [3 ^3 .3] [3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3] ^4

.4 .3 .5 .3 .4 .3 .5 [^6] .4 ^3 .5 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^5 .5 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2
1 2

[^3] ^4 .3 [^3] − [^3] .3 .6 .3 [^3] − [^3] [3 ^3 .3] [3 ^3 .3] [3 ^3 .3 .3] ^4 .2

396. Lord of the Dance

Sydney Carter, arr Eric
segno
E7 A F#m C#m F#m Bm Bm E7 A F#m C#m F#m Bm E7

4
4
.2 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3

D A A F#m A F#m A Bm E7 A D A E7 A Bm E7 A D

.3 .3 .3 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3

Fine
A Bm E7 A D E.S. A

.3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3

397. John Peel

4
4
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3

398. Monk’s March

= 100

E F#m E E F#m E E F#m E

4
4
.2 .3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .2 .3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4

E B E E A B E A B E F#m

.4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .2 .3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4

E E B E

.4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3
 399. Boy’s Lament for His Dragan 84
Seventy Second Highlander’s Farewell, the
= 200

4
4
.5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^8 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^8 ^5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6

.7 ^8 .8 .5 .5 (^4) ^5 ^4 .5 .5 .6 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^8 .8 .5 .5 (^4) ^5 ^4 .5 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6

402. Wearing of the Green

Trad
1 2

.3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .4

.5 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .3 ^3 .4 − − [1] ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .5

^5 ^4 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .6

408. Early in the Morning

They Called the Bastard Stephen

2
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .6 .6

^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3
 410. Do You Hear the People Sing? 85
= 120
Music:Claude−Michel SchOnberg Lyrics Alain Boublil & Jean−Marc Natel, English: Herbert Kretzemer

3 C G Em A
3
4
4
.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3 ^3 .3] − [2 .3] .3 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 [^3]
Do you hear the peo − ple sing? Sing − ing the song of an − gry men? It is the mu − sic of a peo − ple who will
Dsus D G 3 C G
3

.3 ^2 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3 ^3 .3] −
not be slaves a − gain! When the bea − ting of your heart Ech − oes the bea − ting of the drums There is a

Em Am D7 G F#7 Em Bm Bm/A
3

3
[2 .3] .3 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 ^2 .3 ^2 ^2 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 − ^5 ^6 .6 ^5
life a − bout to start When to − mor − row comes! Will you yond the bar − ri − cade Is there a world you long to see? Then

G Em7 A D A7/D D 3

.6 3^6 ^5 .6 3^6 ^5 .6 3^6 ^5 .6 3^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 3 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4

join in the fight That will give you the right to be free! Do you hear the peo − ple sing? Sing − ing the song of ang − ry men? It is the

Bm E7 A7sus A7 D G D 3

.4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 3 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4
mu − sic of a peo − ple who will not be slaves a − gain! When the bea − ting of your heart Ech − oes the bea − ting of the drums, There is a

Bm Em7 A7 1 D 2 D Dm Bb/D Dm rit...........

5 4
4 4
3
.4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^4 ^6 .6 .4 .4 .6 .3 .3 .3
life a − bout to start When to − mor − row comes! Will you come?

410. Do You Hear the People Sing? Bass line

4
4
1 2

5
4

4
4
 411. Pirate Chorus (from the Pirates of Penzance) 86
Come, Friends, We’ll Always Be
= 120
Gilbert and Sullivan

4
4
.7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5
Come, Friends, who plough the sea, Truce to Na − vi − ga − tion,

4
4

.5 ^5 ^5

4
4

.5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 .4 .7 .7 ^7
take an − oth − er sta − tion, Let’s va − ry pi − ra − cee, with a lit − tle bur − gla − ree Come, Friends, who

^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6

^7 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5
plough the sea, Truce to Na − vi − ga − tion, take an − oth − er sta − tion, Let’s va − ry pi − ra − cee,

.5 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^6 .6
with a lit − tle bur − gla − ree

.5 .6 ^5

− − − −
 413. MEDLEY HORNPIPES,Harvest Home, Boys of Bluehill, Belfast) 87
Harvest Home
= 150
Trad

E B7 E

4
4
.5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^7 .5 .7 .5 ^8 .5 .7 .5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5

B7 E B E B7 E

.6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^7 .5 .7 .5 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .5 .5 .5 .7 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^8 .5 .5 .5 .5 .7 .5 .5 .5 .5
3 3 3 3
B7 F#7 B7 E B7
3

3
^7 .5 .7 .5 ^8 .5 .7 .5 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 3^6 ^5 .5 3^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^7 .5 .7 .5 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7

.6 .7 .6

Boys of Bluehill

E E A F#m E F#m E C#m

4
4
.6 ^5 .5 3^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 3^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5

4
4 3
.7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^8 .7 ^8

E E C#m F#m E F#m E C#m E E

.5 3^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 3^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7

3
.7 ^8 .8 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .5 ^6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .5 ^5 3^6 .6

F#m A E F#m E C#m E E C#m F#m

^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 3^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7

3
^7 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6

E F#m E E

3
.7 .8 .8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .6

.6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5

Millicent’s Favourite (Belfast Hornpipe)

Part B

4
4
.8 ^8 .7 .8 .6 .7 .5 .6 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .8 ^8 .7 .8 .6 .7 .5 .6 .4 .5

Part C#

.3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .7 .7 ^7
 88
^4 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 .8 ^8

Part D

3 3 3
.7 ^8 .7 ^7 3.7 ^7 .6 3^7 .6 ^6 3.6 ^6 ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^9 .8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 3.7 ^7 .6 3^7 .6 ^6 3.6 ^6 ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 .8 ^8
3
3 3

3 3 3
.7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 3.6 ^6 ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 3^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6

415. Off to California

A A A D A
3 3
4
4
3
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3]

A E A D A D F#m

.3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4
3
A F#m D E A E A D A F#m
3

3 3
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3

D E A

^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3
3
 416. Londonderry Hornpipe 89
= 180

4
4
.5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .6 ^8 .6 ^5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 ^5 ^7 3.6 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .7 .6 .5 .4

^4 ^5 .6 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^5 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 .6

.7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 3.7 .6 ^6 3.6 ^5 .5 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .8

^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^5 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 .6

3 3

.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .3 ^5 .3 .5 .3 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .3 ^5 .3 .5 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4

3
.4 ^3 .3 .5 .3 ^5 .3 .5 .3 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 3.6 ^6 .6

D
3 3 3
3

.4 ^4 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .4 ^4 [^6]

.5 [^6] .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 [^3] ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .4 .3

3 3
.7 ^8 .8 .8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .6 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 ^6 .7 .6 ^8 ^7 .8 .7 ^9 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .7 ^8

3 3
.8 .8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .6 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 .8 ^8 .7 .6 .5 .4 ^3 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 .6

.4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 ^8 .8 ^8

.7 .8 .7 .6 ^5 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 .6
 419. MEDLEY HORNPIPES: THE STEAM BOAT,The Steam Boat, Roxburgh Castle 90
Steam Boat, the
= 174

A D Bm E E7 A

4
4
3 ^6
.5 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4

D E E7 A A D Bm E A E E7

^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .6 .6 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^7 ^7 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .5

A D E E7 A

.6 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .3 .3

Roxburgh Castle
B E B E B C#m F#7 B

4
4
.7 ^7 .6 .6 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^8 ^9 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 ^9 ^8 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7

E B E F#7 B B

3
^8 .7 ^8 ^9 .8 .7 .6 .7 .9 ^10 .9 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .8 ^9 ^10 .9 .8 .7 .8 ^9 .8 .7 .8 .9 .8 .7 .8 ^9 .8 .7 .8

E B C#m F#7 B E B E F#7 B

^8 ^11 ^8 .7 .9 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^9 .8 .7 .6 .7 .9 ^10 .9 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .6 .6

420. Dorsetshire Hornpipe

= 100

Intro

4
4
.7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .6 .6 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .8 ^8
1 2

.7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 ^8 ^6 ^7 .6 .6 .6 .8 ^8 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .6 ^4 ^5 ^7 .5 .6 .7 ^5 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^7
1 2

.6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6
 421. The Rights of Man 91
=1 = 150
BB&S

3 3
4
4 3
.3 ^3 .4 3^4 .5 ^3 3.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3

.4 3^4 .5 ^3 3.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 [^3 ^3] .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7

.7 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6

.6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 [^3 ^3]

422. Manchester hornpipe, or Rickett’s hornpipe

(Ireland)

4
4
.5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7

^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^9 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^8 .8 ^9 ^8 ^9 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .8 .7 ^9 .8 ^8 .7

^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^9 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 .6
 VARSOVIENNAS
92
428. MEDLEY: VARSOVIENNA, Sally Sloane’s. Put your Little Foot, La Va
Sally Sloane’s Varsovienna
= 160

A F#m A D E E7 A E7 A

3
4
.4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 3^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3

E7 A E7 A E7 A

^4 ^3 ^2 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^5 .3

Put Your Little Foot

A E E7 A E E7 A A

3
4
.4 ^4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 .3 .4 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .3 .4 .2 .3

E7 A

.4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .4 .3

La Va
E B7 1 2 B7 E E

3
4
.5 .6 .7 .7 .7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .7 ^7

B7 E

.7 .6 .5 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^6 .5 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6
 SCHOTTICHES
93
441. Mudgee Schottische
F#m A F#m A F#m A

4
4
.3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .3 .3 .3 ^3

F#m F#m E A F#m

.4 .4 .6 ^3 .4 ^6 .3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 3.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3

A F#m

^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 3.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3

442. Harvest Moon Schottische

= 60
Trad Australian, playing of Jamie carlin

D D A G G A Bm 4 D 3 D D A G

.5 3^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .5

Em A D D D 3 D G A Bm D Bm D

3 3 3
^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 3^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4

D 3 D G A Bm Bm

.5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 3^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 3.6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6

446. Click go the Shears

4
4
.4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 .6

^7 ^7 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 .6 .6 .6

448. Cosgrove’s Schottiche

C#m 3 E E C#m B F#m E E C#m 3 E

4
4
.5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 − 3^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 − .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5

E C#m B F#m E E E E E C#m

3
.6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 − 3^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 − ^6
3 ^5
B B E E E E E C#m

3
.5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 3^7 ^6 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 − ^7 .7 3^7 .7 .7 3^7 .7 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 − 3^6 ^5
B F#m B E

.5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 3^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 .5
 449. Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance, Basil Cosgrove’s 94
Hackett’s Schottiche
D A E D E Bm A 3 A D A
3 3
4
4
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − 3.4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4
E D E Bm D A A A Bm D

^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − 3.4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^5 − ^6

E Bm A 3 A 3 A A Bm D E Bm

3 3
.6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 − .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^5 − ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2

D D

.3 .3 ^2 .3

450. Hackett’s Schottiche

Basil Cosgrove’s Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance
= 180

3
3 3
4
4
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − 3.4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4

^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − 3.4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^5 − ^6

3 3

3 3
.6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 − .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^5 − ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2

.3 .3 ^2 .3
 AMERICAN
95
462. Yankee Doodle
Too Young to Marry
= 116
Trad

2
4
.6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 ^6 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4

.4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7

.7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6
1

.6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 ^7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .6 .5
2

.6 .6

463. O Suzannah, or Susanna Suzanna)

= 120

A D A7 B7 E7 A E7 A D A B7

2
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3

E7 A E7 A

^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3

464. Old Joe Clark

2
4
^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 ^2 [^3 ^3 .3]
I used to live on the moun − tain top, Now I live in town; I’m stay − ing at the big ho − tel, Cour − tin’ Bet − sy Brown

[3 .3 .3] ^3 .3 ^2 [3 .3 .3] ^2 [^3 .3 .3 .3] ^3 .3 ^2 .2 ^2 [^3] − .2

Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark Fare − the well I’m bound, Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark, Good − bye Bet − sy Brown.

465. The Battle Hymn of the Republic

= 80

6
8
C#
 466. Jambalaya 96
= 100
Hank Williams

4
4
.4 .5 ^5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 − .5 .5 ^6 ^6 − ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4
Good − bye Joe, me got − ta go, me oh my oh, Got − ta go, pole the pi − rogue down the ba − you. My Y − vonne, the swee −

^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 − .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 − .7 .7 .6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .5 .4
test one, me oh my oh, Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the ba − you. Jam − ba − lay’ ’n a craw − fish pie’n’ fi − let gum −

.5 ^3 − .5 − .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 − .6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5
bo, ’Cause to − night I’m gon − n a see my ma cher − ie mi − o Pick gui − tar, fill gay, o. Son of a gun, we’ll have

^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 −
big fun on the ba − you.

467. When the Saints

Kevin Briggs, via EF
A B7 E7 A A7 D Dm A B7 E7 A

4
4
.3 .4 ^4 .5 − .3 .4 ^4 .5 − .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 − .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 − .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 −

468. House of ther Rising Sun

= 100

3
4
[2] [^3] − ^2 .3 − ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] − ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 − ^5 .4 − ^5 ^5 ^5 − [^3]
There is a house in New Or − leans, They call the Ri − sing Sun; And it’s been the ru − in of

.3 .3 − − ^3 .4 .4 − ^3 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] − .4 .4 ^3 − .3 [^3] [2] − [3] [^3] −

ma − ny a poor girl, And me Oh God, for one.

468. Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

= 100
Pete Seeger

4
4
.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 .4 .3 ^3
Where have all the flow − ers gone? Long time pas − sing, Where have all the flow − ers gone? Long time a − go,

.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2
Where have all the flow − ers gone? The girls have picked them ev − ’ry one, Oh when will they e − ver learn? Oh when will they e − ver

.3
learn?
 469. Red River Valley 97
= 126
(American)

4
4
.2 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 [^3 ^3 .3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3

470. Yellow Rose Of Texas

= 126
(American)

1 2

3
4
.4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 .6 .6 ^6 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 ^7 .6

471. Darling Clementine

= 150
(American)

3
4
.3 .3 .3 .2 .4 .4 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 .3

472. Worried Man Blues

A E7 A E7 D

4
4
.2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 [^3
It takes a wor − ried man to sing a wor − ried song, takes a wor − ried man to sing a wor − ried

4
4
.4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 − .2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .2

A E7 A E7 A D D6 E7 1 A 2 A

.3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 − .2 .3
song, It takes a wor − ried man to sing a wor − ried song, I’m wor − ried now but I won’t be wor − ried long long

.3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 − .2 .3 .3 .4

D A

− .4 .3 .4 −
wor − ried long

.3 .4 −

473. Home On The Range

= 126

1 2

3
4
[3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3
 474. That Big Rock Candy Mountain 98
= 90

.4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3

.4 .4 ^4 .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5

.3 .3 .3 .3 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3

474. Tom Dooley (2 parts)

Trad American

A A7 A E7 Bm

4
4
[3 .3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 .4 .4 .4 [3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 ^3 [3 .3 .3] .3 ^3 ^3

4
4

− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −

E7 1 A 2

.4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 .3

[2 .2 .2 .2] − − − − − − − − −

475. Levi Jackson

Folk Camps, via EF
A A E7 A A C C Bm E7 A A E7 A

4
4
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 − .4 ^3 .3 .2 [[^1] ^1] .5 .1 .6 ^6 − .5 ^4 .5 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 − .4 ^3 .3

D Dm A F#7 B7 E7 A A D D Bm

[^3 .[1]] .2 .5 .4 .3 ^3 [^1] .4 .3 ^3 .3 − .3 ^2 [[^1]] [^3] .3 ^3 − [^3] .3 [^3] .3 ^3 − [^3] .3 [^3] .3 ^3 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 − .5 ^4

Bm F# F# D#m G#m F# B7

^3 [1] .4 [^6 ^3] .3 .4 .3 .4 [^6 ^3 .1] .4 .3 .4 ^4 ^5 [[^10]] .6 .6 − ^6 ^5 ^6 [[^10]] .6 .6 − ^6 ^5 .6 .6 .6 − ^6 ^5

A
E E7 D E7 A

^6 ^6 ^6 − ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 ^5 − .5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .3
 ITALIAN
99
476. That’s Amore

3
4
.7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^3 − − ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .4 − −

.4 .5 .6 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 − − ^3 ^4 ^6 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^6 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^4 ^6 ^3 ^4 ^6 .6 ^6

^5 .4 − − .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 − − ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^4

.4 − − .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 .7 .5 − ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7

.7 ^7 .6 −

477. Arrivaderci Roma

4
4
.2 .4 − .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 − .3 .3 .2 .4 ^2 ^3 .3 [^3] − ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^3 ^2 [^3 ^3 ^3] .2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2

^2 ^3 ^2 − [^3 ^3] [^3 .3] ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^3 ^2 [^3] [^3 .3] ^4 .4 .5 −

478. La Cucaracha
= 150

G D7 D Am Am7 D7 G

[3 .3] .3 .3 .4 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 [3 .3] ^2 ^2 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 − [3 .3 .3]

G Em7 G Em7 G D7 Am7 D7 G

.3 .4 − [3 .3 .3] .3 .4 − .3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3 ^3] .2 − [3 .3 .3] ^2 ^4 − [3 .3 .3] ^2 ^3 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

La Cucharacha in F

2
2
[3 .3 .3] .3 .4 [3 .3 .3] .3 .4 − .3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3 ^3] [3 .3 .3 .3] [^3] ^3 [3 .3 .3] [^3] ^3 ^3 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 − .3 .2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .4 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 − ^2 .2 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 ^4 ^3 −
1 2

.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 − ^2 .2 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 ^4 ^3 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 [3 .3 .3] .4 .3 .3 [3 .3 .3]

.3 .4 [3 .3 .3] .3 .4 − .3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3 ^3] [3 .3 .3 .3] [^3 .3 .3 .3] ^2 ^3 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 .6

 479. Santa Lucia 100
= 120

D A A D A7

3
4
.6 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^5 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3
Sul ma − re luc − ci − a, L’as − tro d’ar − gen − to, Plac − ci dae l’on − da, Pro spe − roeil

^5 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 ^5 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6
ven − to. Sul ma − re luc − ci − a, L’as − tro d’ar − gen to, Plac − ci dae l’on da, Pro spe − roeil ven − to. Ve − ni − teal −
G D A7 D G

^6 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 [^6] .5 .6 .7 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^7 ^7 ^5 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6
l’a − gi − le Bar − chet − ta mi a San ta Lu ci a San − ta Lu − ci − a Ve − ni − teal − l’a − gi − le Bar − chet −
D A7 D

[^6] .5 .6 .7 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6
ta mi San ta Lu ci − a San − ta Lu − ci − a

480. Carneval di Venezia

= 240

A E A E A

3
4
.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^2 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 − .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .3 .5

E A E A

.5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 − .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 −
 481. O Sole Mio 101

4
4
.8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 ^5 − ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 .5 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 ^5

^8 .7 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6 − ^6 − .5 − − ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 − ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 − ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 − ^3

.4 ^4 .5 − − .5 ^1 ^1 ^4 .6 ^1 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 − .4 ^3 .3 .3 − .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6

.6 ^7 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 .5 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 − .7 .6 − .6 .6 ^6

.5 − ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 − .5 ^1 .5 ^1 ^4 .6 .5 .5 .5 − .4 ^3 .3 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6

− ^6 − .5 .5 − ^6 ^6 ^5 ^4 − ^6 ^5 ^4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 − − .5 ^1 ^1 ^4 .6 ^1 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5

− .4 ^3 .3 .3 − .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 .5 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7

.7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 − .7 .6 − .6
 LATIN AMERICAN
102
482. Banana boat Song, the
G C G Am G C G

.5 .5 .3 .3 .4 .4 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4

Am G G6 Bm C G Am G G6 Bm C G Am G

^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .5

483. Island in the Sun

E A B E B E
3 3

.5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3

E A B E A B E

.4 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 [^3 ^3] ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^3 .3 .3 .3

484. Jamaica Farewell

A D A E A E A D A E

.5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4

A A D E A D

.4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .3 .3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .4 .5 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4

A E A

.4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3

485. Coconut woman

= 60

4
4
.4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 .5 ^4

.4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^6 ^6 .6 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 [^6] .5 ^6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5

1 Doda

[^6] .5 ^6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .5 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6
 SLOW DANCE TUNES
103
486. Blue Moon
= 150

D Bm Em A7 D Bm E A7 D Bm Em A7 DG 1 D 2

.5 .5 − ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .5 − − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 − .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .3 − − .5 .3 .3 .3 .3

Em A7 D Bm Em A7 D C A E A7

^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 .7 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 .7 .7 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 ^4 ^4 − ^4 ^4 ^4 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^7 ^7 .8 .5

D Bm E A7 D Bm Em A7 D Bm Em A7 D

.5 − ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .5 − − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 − .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .3 − −

487. Sailor
= 160

E E7 A E E B7 B7 E E7 A E B7 E

.5 .4 − .3 .3 ^4 ^5 − .5 .4 − .3 .4 ^3 − .5 .4 − .6 .6 ^4 ^5 − .5 .4 .4 .4 .2 ^3 .3

E7 A E B7 E E7

− .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^4 .3 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 − .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 − .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6
A E B7 E

.6 ^5 ^4 .3 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 − .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^2 .3 −

488. You! You! You!

A D A E7 A D A E7 A

.5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .2 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4

E7 A B7 E B7 (Ginish with one B) E7

^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 [^6] ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6

489. Too Young

.5 .6 ^7 .7 ^6 .5 .4 ^5 − .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^6 .5 .4 ^5 − ^5 ^7 .7 ^8 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5

.5 ^5 ^6 .5 .4 − .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^6 .5 .4 ^5 − .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 − ^5 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 − [^6] .5

^5 ^4 ^6 .5 .6 −
 490. Over The Rainbow 104
= 130

D F#m G D G D Bm Em 1 2 D

.3 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .5 [^3] ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5

A7 D A7 D E7 A A7

^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 − .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 [^6] ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^7 ^5

491. Silver Threads Among the Gold

= 160

A E7 A E7 A A E7 A A

4
4
.4 ^4 .4 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 [3 ^3] ^2 ^4 [^3] ^4 .4 − .4 ^4 .4 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 [3 ^3] ^2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 −
E7 A B7 E7 A E7 A E7 A

^2 .3 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 [^6] .5 − .4 ^4 .4 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 [3 ^3] ^2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 −

A E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A

.4 ^4 .4 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 [3 ^3] ^2 ^4 [^3] ^4 .4 − .4 ^4 .4 .2 ^2 ^3 .3 .2 [3 ^3] ^2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 −

492. Strangers in the Night

Bert Kampfert

2
2
.3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 ^4

^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .4

rit.

.4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

b tempo

.4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^2 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3

.3

493. Marble Halls

4
4
.5 .5 .6 ^6 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^4 [1] ^3 ^4 .4 − .5 .5 .6 ^6 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^4 [1] ^3 ^4

.4 − ^4 .5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^1 ^7 .6 .5 ^7 .6 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 − .5 .5 .6 ^6 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4

.5 ^4 [1] ^3 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .5
 496. MODERN DANCE 105
BEATLES: Hey Jude, Let it Be, Michelle, Penny Lane, Ob La Di
Hey Jude
= 70
Beatles, abc file by Bernard Loffet

^segno G D D7 G C G D7

4
4 3
.5 .4 − .4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .6 − .6 ^6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^2
1 G 2 G fine F G7 C Am7 D7 G

^2 .3 .5 ^2 .3 ^2 .3 .3 .6 .1 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 − .6 ^4 .6 ^5 − .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 − ^4 .4 ^3 .3

G7 C Am7 D7 G G7 ^D.S. al fine D7

.3 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 − .6 ^4 .6 ^5 − .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 − ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^5 .1 ^5 .1 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .5

Let it Be
D A Bm G D A G D A

4
4
.5 .5 .5 .5 .5 − .4 .5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .7 − ^7 ^7 .6 .6 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .7 − ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 − .5 .5 .5 ^5 .6 .5 − .5 .6 ^7
Bm G D A G D Bm A G D

^7 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 − .6 .6 − .7 .7 ^8 .7 .7 − ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 − .7 ^7 .6 .6 .7 .8 ^9 − .8 .8 .8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 − .6
A G D

.7 .7 ^8 − .7 .7 − ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 − .4 .5

Michelle
E Am7 D C B C ^Segno B E Am7 D C

.4 .4 ^4 .3 ^2 .4 ^2 [[^1]] [^3] .3 [^1] .3 ^2 [^3] .3 ^2 .4 .4 ^4 .3 ^2 .4 ^2 [[^1]] [^3] .3 [^1] .3

B ^to doda C B Em Dm G7 C B Em Am Em D#+ Em7 Em6

3 3 3

^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^6 ^5 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^5 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 − ^2 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4

Am7 ^segno B B C Em Am B E Am E

.4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^3 ^2 .3 [^3] ^3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] [[1] ^3] ^2 [^3] [^3]

Penny Lane
A F#m Bm7 E7 A F#m Am7 Am6 F

.3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3 .3] − .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 [3 ^3] .3 .3 − .2 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 [^1] .3 ^3

E7 D G Bm7 C G Bm7 C

[^1] .3 ^3 ^3 [^3] .3 [1 ^1] ^4 [^1] ^3 [^1] ^4 [^1] ^3 .3 [[^1]] ^2 ^4 [^1] ^3 .4 ^4 [^1] ^3 .3 [[^1]] .3 ^3 [^1]
1 E7 2 E7 A D

^3 ^2 [3 .3] .3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .2 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3

Ob−La−Di
A E7 A A7 D

.4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4
 A E7 A 1 2 EC 2nd versefine

106
.4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .3 .4 .3

D A D A E7 ^DC al fine

.3 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .3 .3 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^4 ^5 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3

497. Down By The Riverside

G D7 G

.4 .4 [3 ^3] .3 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 [1] ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 .4 [3 ^3] .3

D7 1 2 C G

.3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 [^1] .4 ^3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .5 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 − ^4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .3 −
D7 G C G A7

.4 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 − .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 − .4 .4 .4 .4 .3 − ^3 ^3 .4 [^6] ^3 .4 ^4 .5 − .5

498. Baby Face

D A7 D E7

.5 .4 .5 − − .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 − − ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 [^6] ^4 ^3 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 .5 − ^5 ^6 .6

A7 D F#7 Bm G

− ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 (^1) ^7 − ^6 ^5 ^1 .5 .4 .5 − − .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^1 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 − ^6 .6 (^1) ^7 .6 ^6

D Bm Em A7 D

− ^5 ^1 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 − .5 ^1 ^5 (^4) ^6 .7 .6 −

499. Bye Bye Blackbird

A E7 A E7

.4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 − ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4

A Em F#7 Bm D E7 A Em

^3 .3 − .3 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 [1] [^3] ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3

F#7 Bm E7 A

^3 [1] .3 ^3 ^4 − ^2 .3 −

500. Oh Johnny Oh Johnny Oh!

D A A7 D Em A7

.5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 − ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 [^6] .5 .4 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^4 − .5 ^5 (^4) ^6 ^6

D A G F#7 D

^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 − .5 ^5 ^5 − ^1 ^5 ^6 − ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 − ^6 .6
E7 A7

^7 (^1) ^7 ^5 − ^5 (^4) ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 −
 501. When the Red Red Robin Comes Bob Bob Bobbing Along 107
A A A A7

.3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3

A F#m Bm E7 A E7 A

.5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .4 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2 .4

E D Dm A F#m A

.5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .3 ^1 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^5 .5 ^4 ^1 ^1 ^1 .1 ^1 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3

E7

^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 −

502. Oh You Beautiful Doll

.5 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 .8 − .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 − ^6 − ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 ^1 .5 .6 − ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 ^1 .5 ^1

.6 ^7 .7 .8 − .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^7 − .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 − (^1) .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 − .6 ^7 (^1) ^7 − .6 ^6 .6 ^7 (^1) ^7 − .7 .7

.7 .7 .7 .7 .8 − .7 ^7 .6

503. Walkin’ My Baby Back Home

1

.5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 − ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 − .5 ^5 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .3
2

.3 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 − ^5 .5 .4 [^6] .5 − ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 − ^3 .3 ^2 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 − ^5 .5 .4 [^6] .5 − ^5 ^5 − ^6 .6

^7 ^6 ^5 .5 −
 PARTY
108
506. Rock around the Clock
D A7

[3 .3 .3 .3 .3] [3 .3 .3] − ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 − ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 − ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 − ^3

D A7 G7 D A7

.2 ^2 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 [[^1] .3] ^3 .3 [[^1]] ^3 .3 ^2 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3 −

D 1 2

^3 .3 ^2 [^3] [3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3] ^3 ^2 [3 .3 .3]

507. Twist, the

tacit

.3 .4 .4 .4 − .3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 − .3 ^3 .3 ^4 ^4 .3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .3 .4 .3 ^3 − .3 .3 .3 .2 .3 .3 .4 .3

tacit

.3 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 [^1] .3 − ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .2 .3 − ^3 .4 ^3 − .3 .3 .3 .2 .3

.3 .3 .3 .3 .3

508. Chicken dance (D)

= 90

4
4
.5 .5 ^5 ^5 .4 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .5 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^4 .5 ^6 .6 .6
1 2

.5 .4 .3 .5 .5 .5 .4 .3 .5 [^6] ^4 .4 .5 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 − .5 [^6] ^4 .4 .5 ^7 .6 ^6 − .5 .5 [^6] ^4 .5 ^7 .6

.6 ^6 − ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 − ^6 .6 ^7 .6 − .5 [^6] ^4

509. Mexican Hat dance

D A7 1 D

6
8
.5 .6 .5 .6 .5 .6 .6 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .5 ^6 .5 ^6 .5 ^6 ^6 .5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5
2 D D A7

.6 .8 [^10] .8 [^10] .8 .7 .1 .7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^6 (^4) ^6 .5 .8 [^10]

1 D 2 D

.8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 [^10] .6
 510. Hokey Pokey, the 109
D A7 D

4
4
.5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .7 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .7 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6

A7 D A7 1 D 2 D

.7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 − .5 .5 .5 .6
 SPECIAL OCCASIONS
110
511. For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow
= 100

6
8
For he’s a jol − ly good fel − low, For he’s a jol − ly good fel − low, For he’s a jol − ly good fel − low Which no − bo − dy can de −

ny. Which no − bo − dy can de − ny, Which no − bo − dy can de − ny, For he’s a jol − ly good fel − low, For he’s a jol − ly good

fel − low For he’s a jol − ly good fel − low, Which no − bo − dy can de − ny.

512. Anniversary Waltz

D D# A7 Em A7 Em7 A7 A+ D6 Do A7

3
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 .4 .5 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5

A7m D7 G B+ E7 A+ D F#m7 B7 E7 A7 DG

^7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 (^4) ^5 .4 .5 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^6 ^5 [^1] .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 .6

.6

513. Auld Lang Syne

G Am D7 G C G Am D C D7 G C G Em Am D7

.2 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 [^3 ^3 .3] .3 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 ^5

G C G Em Am D7 C D D7 G

.5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 ^3 .3] .3

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne?
And days of auld lang syne, my dear, And days of auld lang syne.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne?

We twa hae run aboot the braes And pu’d the gowans fine.
We’ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin’ auld lang syne.
Sin’ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin’ auld lang syne,
We’ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin’ auld ang syne.

We twa hae sported i’ the burn, From morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roared Sin’ auld lang syne.
Sin’ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin’ auld lang syne.
But seas between us braid hae roared bSin’ auld lang syne.

And ther’s a hand, my trusty friend, And gie’s a hand o’ thine;

We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne,
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet, For auld lang syne.

514. Happy Birthday

F#m E Bm A A E D A A

6
8
[3 .3] [^3 .3] .3 ^2 [3 .3] [^3 .3] ^3 .3 [3 .3] .5 .4 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .3
 515. Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream 111
= 100

3
4
.5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 − .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3

.3 − .3 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 − .6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .5 − ^4 .4 ^3

.3 −

516. Our God our help in Ages Past

Isaac Watts 1674−1748 Tune William Croft 1678−1727
3 verses
=1 = 140

.5 .4 ^5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .6 .5 ^5 [^6] .5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 ^6 .6

.3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4

517. Lest We Forget

For Those In Peril on the Sea
Wm Whiting. Tune John Bacchus Dykes 1823−76
(Recessional) 3 verses
= 140

.3 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 [^6] .5 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .5 .5 [^6] ^6 .5 [^6] .4 ^5 .5 [^6] .4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^4

[^6] ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3

518. Onward Christian Soldiers

4
4
.3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .4 [^6] .5 ^3 ^3 .5 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .6 .5 ^5

^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
 519. And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda 112
E A B7 A

3
4
.3 .4 .4 .3 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 − .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .3

B7 A E B A E

.4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^3 .3 − .6 .6 ^6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

A E B7 E A E

.6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 − .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

− .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .3

520. I Still Call Australia Home

= 120
Peter Allen

G B7 Em G Gsus4G C Em7 A7 Am7 G B7 Em A7

3
4
.4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^5 .3

G Am7 G Bm Bm7 Bm6 Em7 A7 D F# Bm

.5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 − .6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .6 .6 ^6 ^5

Bm7 Bm6 Em7 Am7 D7 G B7 Em G Gsus4G C Em7

^6 .6 .4 ^6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^4 .4 ^3 .2 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .4

A7 Am7 G B7 Em A7 G Am7 G G B7 Em G Gsus4G

.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^5 .3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 − .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3

C Em7 A7 Am7 G B7 Em A7 G G G

^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 − .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^5 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .4

^4 .5 .6 −

521. Advance Australia Fair

= 160
Amicus

A Bm B7 E B7 E A D A B7 E A E B7 E D A E

4
4
.2 .3 [3 .2 .3] .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .2 .3 [3 .2] − [3 .3 .3] .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] [3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] [3 .2 .2 .3]

D E D A F#m A E7 A E A E7 B7 E7 A D A E7 A

[^3] .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] .2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] .3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3

 522. Advance Australia Fair (upper octave) 113

4
4
.5 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 .5 .5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^8 .7

^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6

523. God Defend New Zealand

New Zealand National Anthem
= 140
Thomas Bracken, Tune John Woods

.6 ^6 .6 .5 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^8 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6

.8 .8 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^9 .8 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6

524. God Save the King

A E7 A D A E7 A E A E7 A A E7 A Bm E7 A A E7 A

3
4
.3 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5

D A E7 A

^5 3.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
 O’CAROLAN
114
525. Carolan’s draught
Turlough O’Carolan (Ireland)

.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 [^3] .5 .2 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .7 ^7 .6

.6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 [^6] .5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^1 ^4 .4 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7

.7 .4 .7 .4 ^7 .4 ^7 .4 .6 .4 .6 .4 ^6 .4 ^6 .4 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^5 .5 .5 .2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6

526. Planxty Hewlett

= 140
Turlough O’Carolan (Ireland)

E E E G#m E E E C#m E A E E E E E

3
4
.5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 .3 .3 .5 .4 .5 ^5

E E E C#m A A B A A B A A E E E A E G#m E

.5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .5

E E C#m E A E E

.7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 .3

527. Planxty George Brabazon

O’Carolan

.6 ^5 .5 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

.4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^3 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 ^7

.6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3
 528. Carolan’s Concerto 115
= 60
BB&S

C#m E C#m E

2
4
.5 3^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .4 .5 ^3 .5 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7

A E F#m G#m

^8 .8 ^9 ^8 .7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 ^5 .6 ^8 ^5 ^8 ^5 .5 .6 .5 .6 .7 .5 .7 .5 ^4 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4

E 1 2 B E

.4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 3^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 ^6 .8

A E B C#m B

^5 ^8 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .8 .8 .8 ^5 ^8 ^8 ^8 .5 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .8 .8 .8

A E G#m E F#m

^5 ^8 ^8 ^8 ^9 ^8 ^9 ^8 .8 .7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^5 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^5 ^3

E F#m E 1 2 ginish on one B part

.4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 3^5 ^6
 529. Blind Mary 116
= 45

4
4
^3 .5 − [^6 ^6] .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^2 .2 ^3 .5 − [^6 ^6]

4
4

.4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .2 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 [^6] ^3 .4 [^6] .5 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3

^2 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .2 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 [^6] ^3 .4 [^6] .5 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .5

^6 ^5 .5 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .2 ^3 .5 − [^6 ^6] .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^2

.2 ^3 .5 − [^6 ^6] .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .2 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5

^5 [^6] ^3 .4 [^6] .5 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .2 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5

^5 [^6] ^3 .4 [^6] .5 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .2

 AIRS
117

530. For Ireland I’d not tell her Name

3
4
.4 [3 .3] [^3] .3 ^3 .4 − .3 ^3 .4 [3 .3] [^3] .3 .4 .3 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 [3 .3] [^3] ^4 ^3 .4 − .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3]

[3 ^3] .3 .3 − .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 − .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 [3 .3] [^3] ^4 ^3 .4

− .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 .3 −

531. Lament on the Death of Rev. Archie Beaton

J. Mason 1971
Slow and pathetic
= 58

.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 .3 [^3] .3 [^3 .3 .2] − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 .3

[^3] ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 [2] − − [2 .3 .3] .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 [^3 .3 .2] − [2] − − [2 .3 .3]

.4 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 [2] − [2] − [2] − − [2 .3] .3 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4

.5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .2 .3 [^3] ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 − − −

532. The Minstrel Boy

= 240
Thomas Moore (1779−1852) Air "the Moreen", an Ancient Irish Air, recorded by the Clancy Bros on songs of Rebellion.

A Bm A F#m A E 1A 2 A A F#m C#m A F#m

4
4
.2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .4

A F#m A A Bm A F#m A E

.4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3

533. Welsh Rabbit

= 100

A Bm A E A Bm A E

2
4
.6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3

A Bm E A E A E A D A Bm A

^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3
 534. Reedy River 118
= 125
(C) Chris Kempster

v1,2,4,5,7

4
4
.2 .3 .3 .3 .4 .3 [3 .3] [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .2 .3 .3 .3 .4 .3 [3 .3] [^3 .3 ^3] ^2

v3,6,8

.3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 ^4 .2 ^2 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4

^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 − .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3

535. Kelvin Grove (Air)

= 100

A E/b A/c# A D B7/d+ E7 E7 A E/b A/c# A D Dm A A a# Bm Bm7/a

2
4
.3 ^3 .4 .5 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3] ^3 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3] .3 ^3 .3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^4 .5

E7/g+ E7 A c# B7/d+ E7 E7 A E/g+ F#m F#m e D Dm A A

^5 − .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3] .3 ^3 .3 −

536. The Stars up above

4
4
.2 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 − .2 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^3 − .3 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4

^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 −

537. Ballade Irlandaise

= 300
Traditionnel abc file by Bernard Loffet

4
4
.3 .3 .3 .3 ^4 ^5 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .7 ^3 .7 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 .4

.4 .7 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^4 ^5 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 .3 .3 .3 .3
 538. Marino Waltz 119
= 70

4
4
.6 .5 .4 ^2 .4 [^3] − ^4 .2 − − [3 ^3] ^2 .2 ^3 .3 .2 .4 ^3 − .6 .5 .4 ^2 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 [^3] ^5 .5

^4 ^3 ^2 .4 .3 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^2 .4 [^3] − ^4 .2 − − [3 ^3] ^2 .2 ^3 .3 .2 .4 ^3 − .6 .5 .4 ^2

^6 ^5 .5 ^4 [^3] ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .4 .3 [3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 − .4 .4 ^2 − [^3] − ^4 [^3] .3 − ^3 .3 ^2

^2 [^3 .3] − [3 ^3] ^2 .2 ^3 .3 .2 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 .4 .3

[3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 − .4 .4 − ^2 − [^3] − ^4 [^3] .3 − ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3 .3] − [3 ^3] ^2 .2 ^3 .3 .2 .5 ^5 .5 ^4

^3 ^2 .2 .4 .3 ^5 ^1 ^5 ^6 [[^10]] ^7

539. King of the Fairies

= 40

2
4
[2] [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3 .3 .2] [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^4

.4 [^3] .3 ^2 [^3 .3] [^3 ^3] ^5 ^5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^5 .4 .4 .5 ^5 ^6

.6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4

.5 .4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3] [2 ^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3]

540. Si Beg Si Mor

Carolan

3
4
.6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^5 ^7 .5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 .7 ^5 ^7

.5 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .8 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .7 ^5 ^7

.5 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6
 541. Rachel Rae 120
= 70
(Scotland)

4
4
.3 .4 .5 .6 .5 ^6 .6 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^8 ^9 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5

.6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^8 ^9 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 .5 .4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3

542. Fairy dance

= 80
Nathaniel Gow ? (England)

4
4
.7 .7 .6 .7 .7 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^6 ^7 ^6 .5 .7 .7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .8 .7 ^9 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 ^7 .8 .8 ^8
1 2

.7 .7 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6

543. The Resting Chair

Trad

4
4
.7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^7 .4 .6 .5 [^6] ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 .5 .7 ^8 ^7 .7

4
4

.6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^7 .4 .6 .5 [^6] ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^7 .5 ^6 .6 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .9 .8

^9 .9 .8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .9 .8 ^9 .9 .8 .7 ^8 ^9 .8 ^6 .6 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .9 .8

^9 .9 .8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .5 [^6] ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^4 ^3 .5 ^6 .6
 544. MacPherson’s Lament 121
= 50

Verse

4
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3
Fare − well, ye dunge − ons dark and strong. Fare − well, fare − well to thee. Mc Pher − son’s life will not
Ehorus

^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .2 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
be long, on yon − der gal − lows tree. Sae rant − ing − ly, sae want − ing − ly, And sae daunt − ing − ly gaed

[^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3]

he. He played a tune and he danced a − round be − low tree.

545. Miss Kate Rusby

= 80
John McCusker (Battlefield Band) Pub Kinmor Music arr.PBR

A E F#m E A E Bm 3 E A

3
4
.2 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .5 .2 ^3 3.4 ^4 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 ^3 ^2 .3 ^4 .4 .5 .3 ^2

Bm A Bm E A E F#m E A E Bm

[^3] ^3 3.4 ^4 .4 .2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 − .2 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .5 .2 ^3 3.4 ^4 .4 .5 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 .4

E C#m A E A F#m 1 Bm F#m E 2 Bm E A

^3 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^6 ^7 .6 .3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .3 ^2 [^3] .3 3^3 .4 ^4 .4 .5 .3 [^3] ^3 ^4 .4 ^2 ^3 .3

546. Roisin Dubh

Roisin Bheag Dubh
My Little Dark Rose
= 60
Traditional Celtic

EEE F#m E E F#m C#m E F#m E E F#m E E E F#m E F#m E E E E F#m E E F#m EE

3
4
E E A E E E E E F#m E E F#m E C#m E E E EE F#m E E F#m C#m E F#m E E F#m

1 E E 2 E E

547. Roisin Dubh with ornamentation

= 60

E C#m B E B E

4
4
B E C#m B E B

3
E B E C#m E B E

3
B C#m B E
 SONGS
122
600. Shoals of Herring
= 76

2
4
.3 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^4 .4

^3 .3

601. Scarborough Fair

= 150
Trad. North England

3
4
[^3 ^3] .4 .4 − .4 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] [^3] .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 [^6] ^3 .4 − − − ^5 ^5 ^5

3
4
[^3 ^3] [3 ^3 .3] .3 ^2 [^3] [^3 ^3 ^3] [2] .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^2 ^6 ^6 ^5

.2 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 − [^3] .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3 − ]

.5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 .2 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 ^3] .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 .2 [^3]

602. I Never Will Marry

= 100

3
4
One mor − ning I ram − bled, Down by the sea shore. The wind it did whis − tle And the wa − ters did roar.

603. Shady Grove

= 400

2
4
Cheeks as red as the bloo − ming rose, Eyes of the dee − pest brown You are the dar − ling of my heart, Stay til the sun goes down.
 606. Ash Grove, the (2 parts) 123
Old Welsh tune
Words Thomas Olipham

A Bm E A D A E7 A E7 A F#m

3
4
.2 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3 .3] .3 ^2 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .3

3
4
[3 .3 .3] ^3 .3 [3 .2 ^3] − [^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3] − [3 .2 .2] − ^2 [2] − [2 .3] ^3 .3 [^3 ^3

Bm B7 E A D A E7 A Em F# Bm E7

^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3 .3] .3 ^2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3

^3] ^3 [^3 .3 .3 .3] [3 .2 .3] − − − [2 .3] − [2] .3 .4 .3 .3 [1] ^3 [1] ^3 [^3] ^3 ^3 .3 ^2

A E B7 E E7 A Bm B7 E A D A E7

.4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .5 [^6] .5 .5 .3 .4 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [3 .3] .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3 .3] .3 ^2

.3 .3 .3 .3 [2] ^2 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 − ^2 ^2 ^3 .3 [3 .2 ^3] − [^3 ^3] − [^3 .3 .3 .3] − − − [2 .2] −

.3

[2]

607. Berkshire Tragedy, the (Trad)

6
8
.5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .2 ^3 .2 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^3 .3 .3
A far − mer he lived in the West Count − ry with a hey down, low down A far − mer he lived in the West Count − ry and

^4 [^1] ^3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3 .3 .3] .3 .3 .4 .4 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3

he had daugh − ters one two and three, and I’ll be true to my love if my love will be true to me.

608. Jacob’s Ladder

= 400

D A7 D G D A7 D
 609. Fathom The Bowl 124
= 100

3
4
From France we get bran − dy, from Ja − mai − ca comes rum. Sweet oran − ges and lem − ons from

Port − u − gal come. Bu − t stout and strong ci − der are Eng − land’s con − trol. Bring me the punch la − dle, I’ll

fath − om the bowl. I’ll fath − om the bowl. I’ll fath − om the bowl. Give me the punch lad − le I’ll fath − om the bowl.

610. Kumbaya
D G D D Em A7 D G D

2
4
Em D A7 D

611. Pokare Kare Ana

G C D7 G C

3
4
.2 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .4 − .2 .3 .3 ^2 ^2 [^3] ^3 − [^3 ^3] ^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 ^3 − [3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3] .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4

G D7 G

[^3] .3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^2 ^2 [^3 .3] .3

612. Long Long Trail

Kevin Briggs, via EF
A A D A E7 E7 A B7 E7

6
8
.2 .3 .4 .4 .4 − ^4 .4 .4 − ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 − ^3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 − ^4 .5 − ^4 ^4 .4 ^2 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3

A A D A E7 E7 A A E7

− .2 .3 .4 .4 .4 − ^4 .4 .4 − ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 − ^3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 − ^4 .5 − ^4 ^4 .4 ^2 .3 .4 .4 − .3 ^3
A F#m Bm F#m F#m C#7 F#m F#m Bm F#m F#m

.3 − ^2 [^3] − ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3] − ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^1]

C#7 F#m Bm F#m F#m C#7 F#m D D D

.4 − [^3] − ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 .3

C#7

^3 [^1] .4 −
 613. Long Black Veil 125
= 128
Marijon Wilkins and Danny Dill

4
4
[^3] − .3 .3 .3 .3 [3] .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 − ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 [3] [3] .3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3
Oh Ten years a − go on a cold dark night, Some − one was killed ’neath the Town Hall light. The peo − ple who

dho:

.3 [3] .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 − ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 [3] [3] .3 .3 ^3 .3 [3] [^3] .3 .3 [^3] [3] − [3] [^3]

saw they all a − greed That the slay − er who ran looked a lot like me. She walks these hills in a

.3 .3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 − .3 [^3] [3] − [3] [^3] .3 ^3 .3 .4 − ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5

long black veil, Vi − sits my grave when the night winds wail, No − bo − dy

.5 .4 .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 − [^3] .3 − .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
knows, No − bo − dy sees, No bo − dy knows but me.

614. Sweet Jenny Jones

Adderbury

3
4
.5 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 ^5 .6 ^6 .5 .6 ^7

.7 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 .6

615. The Foggy Dew

= 100

4
4
’Twas down the glen one Eas − ter morn, To a ci − ty fair rode I. When Ire − land’s line of

march − ing men In squad − rons passed me by. No pipe did hum, and no bat − tle drum Did

sound it’s dread tat − too, But the An − ge − lus bell o’er the Lif − fey’s swell Rang out in the fog − gy dew.
 616. Foggy Foggy Dew, the (2 parts) 126
= 170
Trad

A D B E7 A D B

4
4
.2 .3 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 [^3 ^3 ^3] ^3 ^3 .2 ^2 ^2 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 [^3 ^3 ^3] ^3 .3 .3

4
4
[3 .3 .3] − − − − − [3 .3] [3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3] − − [^3]

E7 A E7 A E7 A D B

^2 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [3 .3] ^2 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 [3 .3 .3 .3 .3] ^4 ^4 .4 [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 [^3 ^3 ^3] ^3 .3 .3

− − − [2] − − [^3

E7 A

^2 ^2 ^2 [3 ^3 ^3] ^2 .2 .3

.3]

617. Drunken Sailor

= 240
Trad sea shanty

F#m E F#m A E F#m Dho

4
4
.4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 [^3] .3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 − .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 ^5 [^3] .4 .4 .4

E F#m A E F#m

.4 [^3] .3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 − .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3 ^3]

618. Early One Morning (2 parts)

A# D# A# D# G#m E#7 A# D# E#7 A# E#7

2
4
.3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 [3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 Oh, don’t de −
Ear − ly one mor − ning, just as the sun was ri − sing, I heard a maid − en sing in the val − ley be − low. ^3 .4 ^4

2
4

E#7 A# E#7 A#

ceive me. Pray, ne − ver leave me How could you use a poor maid − en so!
.5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3
 620. Mary Hamilton 127
= 130

3
4
.3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 − .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4
Last night there were four Ma − ries, this night there’ll be but three There’were Ma − ry Sea − ton and Ma − ry

.3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3
Bea − ton and Ma − ry Car − mi − chael and me.

621. Donna Donna

= 100

Verse

4
4
.4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3
High a − bove him, there’s a swal − low

.4 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^4
wing − ing swift − ly thru the sky. How the winds are laugh − ing, they laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the

Dhorus

.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 ^4 .4
whole day thru and half the sum − mer’s night. Don − na, don − na don − na, don − na. Don − na, don − na, don − na, don.

^2 ^2 ^2 ^2 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3]
Don − na, don − na, don − na, don − na. Don − na, don − na, don − na, don.

622. Cuckoo is a Pretty Bird

= 100

3
4
[^3] [^3] [^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 [3] [^3] ^2 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] [^3] [3] [^3] ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 [3] [^3] ^2
Oh the cuc − koo, she’s a pret − ty bird. She sing − eth as she flies. She bring − eth glad tid − ings, she

.3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5
tell − eth no lies. She suck − eth white flow − ers for to keep her voice clear. And she nev − er cry − eth

.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 [^3] .3 .5 [^3]
cuc − koo ’til sum − mer draw − eth near.

623. There But For Fortune

= 100
Phil Ochs

4
4
.4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 − .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 [^3] [^3] .3 ^2 [3]
Show me a pris − on Show me a jail Show me a pris on man whose face is grow − ing pale And

.4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 − .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .3 ^2 ^3 ^3 [^3] .3 ^2
I’ll show you a young man with so many reas − ons why And there but for for − tune may go you or I
 624. Copper Kettle 128
= 100

Verse:

6
8
.3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 .5 − .3 .3 .3 ^3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3] ^3 ^3 ^3 − .4
Get you a cop − per ket − tle. Get you a cop − per coil. Co − ver with new made corn mash and ne − ver more you’ll

Dhorus

^3 − .5 .5 ^5 ^5 − ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 − ^5 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2
toil. You’ll just lay there by the ju − ni − per while the moon is bright. Watch the jugs a − fil − ling in the pale moon

[^3]
light.

625. Great Storm is Over

= 100
Bob Franke

2
2
.5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] .5 .5 .5
The thun − der and light − ning gave voice to the night. The lit − tle lame child cried a − loud in her fright. Hush, lit − tle

Dhorus:

.4 .4 [^3] .3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .3 .3 [^3] .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3

ba − by, a sto − ry I’ll tell of a love that has van − quished the pow − ers of hell. A − le − lu − ia, the great storm is

^3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3]
o − ver, lift up your wings and fly.

626. All my trials

= 132

E G E G#m F#m G#m

4
4
.5 .5 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 (^4) − ^6 .6 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 − .4
If re − li − gion was a thing that mo − ney could buy, The rich would live, and the poor would die, All my

F#m B7 E

.4 ^3 ^3 − − ^3 − .4 ^3 .3 −
tri − als Lord, Soon be ov − er.

Chorus
E E7 Am F#m F#m B7 E

.6 .6 .5 .6 .6 − .5 .5 ^5 .5 .3 ^4 − − .4 − .4 .4 ^3 ^3 − ^3 ^3 − .4 ^3 .3 −
Too late my bro − thers. Too late but ne − ver mind, All my tri − als Lord, Soon be ov − er.

−
 627. Pick a Bale of Cotton 129
= 250

A D A E7 A dhorus:G

2
4
Gon − na Jump down, turn a − round pick a bale of cot − ton, Gon − na Jump down, turn a − round pick a bale a day. Oh Lor − dy

D A E7 A

pick a bale of cot − ton, Oh Lor − dy pick a bale a day.

628. The Boll Weevil

= 100

2
4
The farm − er took de Boll Wee − vil an’ put him in de sand; An’ de Boll Wee − vil said to the farm − er, I’ll stand it like a

man, It − ’ll be my home, It − ’ll be my home. It − ’ll be my home, It − ’ll be my home.

629. The Happy Wanderer

= 100

4
4
.5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^6 ^6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5
I love to go a − wan − de − ring, A − long the moun − tain track, And as I go I love to sing, my knap − sack on my back. Val de

^6 .5 .5 .6 .5 .5 ^7 .5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 .5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
ree, Val de rah, Val de ree, Val de rah − ha − ha − ha − ha − ha Val de ree Val de rah My knap − sack on my back.

630. Red River Valley

= 100

4
4
From this val − ley they say you are go − ing, We will miss your bright face and sweet smile, For you know you are ta − king the

sun − shine THat has bright − ened our path − way a − while.

631. On Top of Old Smoky

= 100

3
4
On top of old Smo − ky All co − vered with snow, I lost my true lo − ver, From cour − tin’ too slow.
 632. Coming ’Round the Mountain 130
= 100

4
4
She’ll be com − ing ’round the moun − tain when she comes. She’ll be com − ing ’round the moun − tain when she comes,

She’ll be com − ing ’round the mountain, she’ll be com − ing ’round the mountain, she’ll be com − ing ’round the mountain when

she comes.

633. Clementine
= 100

3
4
In a cav − ern, in a can − yon, ex − ca − vat − ing for a mine. Dwelt a mi − ner, for − ty nin − er and his daugh − ter Clem − in − tine.

634. John Brown’s Body

= 128

6
8
. − . − John Brown’s bo − dy lies a − mould − rin’ in his grave; . − . − John Brown’s bo − dy lies a − mould − rin’ in his
dhorus:

grave. . − . − John Brown’s bo − dy lies a − mould − rin’ in his grave, His soul goes march − ing on. Glo − ry glo − ry hal − e −

lu − jah! Glo − ry glo − ry hal − e − lu − jah! Glo − ry glo − ry hal − e − lu − jah! His soul goes march − ing on.

636. Michael Row the Boat Ashore

= 100

4
4
Mi − chael row the boat a − shore, Al − le − lu − ya, Mi − chael row the boat a − shore, Al − le − lu − ya, Mi −
 643. Battle of Jerico 131
= 132

0
8
Jo − shua fought the bat − tle of Je − ri − cho, Je − ri − cho, Je − ri − cho Jo − shua fought the bat − tle

of Je − ri − cho An’ the walls came tum − blin’ down You can talk a − bout the kings of Gi − de − on, You

can talk a − bout the men of Saul, But there’s none like good old Josh − u − a at the bat − tle of Je − ri −

cho.

637. Down in the Valley

= 100

3
4
Down in the val − ley, Val − ley so low, Hang your head o − ver, Hear the wind blow.

638. Sail Away Ladies

= 100

refrain:

2
4
Ain’t no use to set an’ cry, Sail a − way, la − dies, sail a − way. You’ll be an an − gel bye and bye. Sail a − way la − dies sail a − way.

dhorus:

Don’t she rock em di − dy O, Don’t she rock em di − dy O, Don’t she rock em di − dy O, Don’t she rock em di − dy O.

639. No Hiding Place Down There

A D E7 G F#m B7 E7 A A7 D D7 A B7 E7 A

640. Cindy
= 154

4
4
You ought to see my Cin − dy, She’s li − vin’ way down south; She’s so sweet that ho − ney − bees, Swarm a − round her
dhorus:

mouth. Get a − long home, Cin − dy, Cin − dy, Get a − long home. Get a − long home, Cin − dy, Cin − dy, I’ll mar − ry you some

day.

Cindy
 642. Midnight Special 132
= 180
Southern Prison Folk song

A D A E7 A D A

4
4
E7 A Dhorus D A E7 A
3
2
4

644. Puttin’ On the Style

= 140

4
4
Young man in a car − riage, dri − ving like he’s mad, With a pair of hor − ses he bor − rowed from his dad; He cracks his whip so

dhorus:

smart − ly just to see his la − dy smile, But she knows he’s on − ly put − ting on the style. Put − ting on the a − go − ny,

Put − ting on the style, That’s what all the young folks are do − ing all the while, And as I look a − round me, I’m ve − ry apt to

smile, To see so ma − ny peo − ple, Put − ting on the style.

645. Tie a Yellow Ribbon

Round the Old Oak Tree

4
4
^2 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 [^3] ^3 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .3 ^2 −

.5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 − ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 − .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 .4 .4 ^5 ^1

^1 .1 .5 .5 .5 ^1 − .5 .1 ^1 .5 .5 .6 .6 − .5 ^5 .4 .5 .3 ^3 .3 ^2 − ^5 .5 ^5 .5 [[^1]]

− ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 [^3] − .5 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 − .5 ^4 .5 ^4 − .3 ^3 .4 − .4 ^3 .3 − ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .3 .4 .4

.4 .4 .4 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 − ^5 .5 ^4 − .5 ^4 .5 ^4 − .3 ^3 .4 − [^1] .4 .5 .3
 647. The Streets of London 133

4
4
.7 .7 .7 .7 .8 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 .7 .7 .7 .7 .8 .8 .8 .8 − .6 .6 .6 .7 .7 ^8 .7

^5 .6 .6 .6 .6 − .5 .5 .5 .5 ^6 − .6 − ^4 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 .7 .8 .8 − ^8 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 − ^5 ^5 .6 ^6 − .5 −

.7 .7 .7 .8 .8 .8 .7 − ^7 .6 .6 .6 − ^7 .7 ^8 .7 − .5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 − .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 −

646. Day Trip to Bangor

Play this on low G (outer row)
4 ^4 1 5 7 ^7 6 ^6 ^5 ^5 5 7 ^4 ^7 6 5 ^5 ^1 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^5^6 6 6 ^7 6 ^6 ^5 5 ^4 4 ^3 4 ^4 1 5 7 ^7 6 ^6 ^5 ^5

6
8
5 7 ^4 ^7 6 5 ^5 ^1 ^5 |][5 ^5 [^4] ^6 [^4 4] ^1 4 4 5 ^5 5 ]|]

648. Milord
Intr 4 [^1] 4 [^1] 4 3 4 [^1] 4 ^3 3 [^3] 3 ^3 [^1] 4 2 3 4 4 ^3 ^3 [1] ^3 4 ^4 [^6] 5 3 3 4 ^4 [^6] 5 3 3

4 ^4 [^6] 5 3 3 4 4 ^3 ^3 [1] ^3 4 [^1] 4 [^1] 4 3 4 [^1] 4 ^3 3 [^3] 3 ^3 [^1] 4 2 3 4 3 ^2[^3] ^2 3 3

Verse [middle row] (outer row)

3 2 2 ^2 ^2 3 3 2 2 ^2 ^2 3 ^3 3 ^3 3 ^3 [(^1) ^4 (^1) ^4 (^1) ^4 ^4 ^4 3 3] ^2 ^2 3 3 2 2 [^3 (^1 1 1) − − 3 3 (1

1 1 1 ^1 1 1)] 4 [^1] 4

Chorus
[^1] 4 3 4 [^1] 4 3 [^3] 3 ^3 [^1] 4 2 3 4 4 ^3^3 [1] ^3 4 ^4 [^6] 5 3 3 4 ^4 [^6] 5 3 3 4 ^4 [^6] 5 3 3

4 4 ^3 ^3 [1] ^3 4 [^1] 4 [^1] 4 3 4 [^1] 4 3 [^3] 3 ^3 [^1] 4 2 3 4 3 ^2[^3] ^2 1 3 4 [^1] 4 2 3

 OTHER
134
1000. Minuet from Berenice
Handel

3
4
.4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 ^3 .5 ^3 .5 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3 .3]

rit.

.2 .7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 ^6 .8 .9 .8 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 .5 .6 .5 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .6
 − IRISH SONGS −
135
Appear in alphabetical order

2000. All For My Grog

A A A E A

4
4
.4 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3] .5 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 − .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^2
It − ’s all for me grog, me nog − gy nog − gy grog. All gone for beer and ter − bac − co, For I’ve spent all me tin With the

[^3] ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .3 −

las − ses drin − kin’ gin, And a − cross the wes − tern o − cean I must tra − vel.

2001. Black Velvet Band

D G C G D7 G G

3
4
.5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 − ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] − .5 ^4 .4 .4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3
Her eyes, they shone like the dia − monds. You’d think she was queen of the land; And her hair hung o − ver her shoul

Em Am D7 G

.4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 −
der, Tied up in a black vel − vet band.

In a neat little town they call Belfast, Apprenticed in trade I was bound
And many an hour of sweet happiness, I spent in that neat little town
Till bad misfortune befell me, And caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations, To follow the black velvet band

Her eyes they shone like the diamond, You’d think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder, Tied up in a black velvet band

Well, I was out strolling one evening, Not meaning to go very far
When I met with a pretty young damsel, She was selling her trade in a bar
When I watched, she took from a customer, And slipped it right into my hand
Then the Watch came and put me in prison, Bad luck to the black velvet band

Next morning before judge and jury, For our trial I had to appear
The judge, he said, "Young fellow, The case against you is quite clear
And seven years is your sentence, You’re going to Van Dieman’s Land
Far away from your friends and relations, To follow the black velvet band"

So come all you jolly young fellows, I’d have you take warning by me
And whenever you’re out on the liquor, Beware of the pretty colleen
They’ll fill your with whiskey and porter, Until You’re not able to stand
And the very next thing that you know, You’re landed in Van Dieman’s Land
 2003. Dicey Reilly 136
A E A

4
4
.3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .2 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3
Ah poor oul Di − cey Reil − ly she has tak − en to the sup, And poor old Di − cey Reil − ly she will ne − ver give it up, It’s

E E

.3 [3 .2 .3] .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^2 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 .3
off each morn − ing to the pop that she goes in for a − noth − er lit − tle drop, But the heart of the rowl is Di − cey Reil − ly.

She will walk along Fitzgibbon Street with an independent air, And then its down by Summerhill, and as the people stare
She’ll say, "It’s nearly half passed one, Time I went in for another little one
But the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly, Now at two, pubs close and out she goes as happy as a lark
She’ll find a bench to sleep it off at St. Patrick’s Park, She’ll wake at five feeling in the pink
And say, "Tis time for another drink, But the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

Now she’ll travel far to a dockside bar to have another round, And after one or two or three she doesn’t feel quite so sound
After four she’s a bit unstable, After five underneath the table
But the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

Oh they carry her home at twelve o’clock as they do every night, Bring her inside, put her on the bed and then turn out the light
Next morning she’ll get out of bed, And look for a cure for her head
But the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

2002. Danny Boy, or Londonderry Air

D Em Bm D A

4
4
^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 − ^2 .3 ^3
Oh Dan − ny Boy, The pipes, the pipes are cal ling, From glen to glen, and down the moun − tain side, The sum − mer’s

D D Em A D A D A D G

.4 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5
gone, and all the flow’rs are dy ing, ’Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide. But come you back when sum − mer’s in the

D A D F#m A D Bm D A

.5 .4 .3 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .5 .5 .5 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .4 .3 − ^2 .3 ^3
mea dow Or when the val − ley’s hushed and white with snow, ’Tis I’ll be there, in sun − shine or in sha dow,

D Em D

.4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 −

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying, And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You’ll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I shall hear, tho’ soft you tread above me, And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you’ll not fail to tell me that you love me, I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
 2004. Dirty Old Town 137
E C#m E E

4
4
[3 ^3] .3 .4 − ^3 .3 .4 .3 .2 − .4 .5 ^5 − .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 − ^5 .5 .4 − ^3 .3 .4 .3
I found my love by the gas − works cry, Dreamed a dream by the old ca − nal; Kissed my girl by the fact − ’ry

C#m B C#m C#m

.2 − [^3] .3 .4 ^3 − ^3 .3 [^3 ^3] −

wall, Dir − ty old town, dir − ty old town.

Clouds are drifting across the moon, Cats are prowling on their beat
Springs a girl in the streets at night, Dirty old town, dirty old town

Heard a siren from the dock, Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind, Dirty old town, dirty old town

I’m going to take a good sharp ax, Shining steel tempered in the fire
We’ll chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town, dirty old town

2005. Down by the Sally Gardens

D A G D G A D D A G D

2
2
.3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .5
Down by the Sal − ly gar − dens My love and I did meet. She passed the Sal − ly gar − dens with
G A D G A Bm D A

^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .5 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 .6 ^6 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5
lit − tle snow white feet. She bid me take love ea − sy, As the leaves grow on the tree. But I, be − ing young and

G D G A D

^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3
fool − ish, With her did not a − gree.

In a field down by the river, my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder, she laid her snow−white hand.
She bid me take life easy , as the grass grows on the weirs, But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.

Down by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meet. She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow−white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree, But I was young and foolish, and with her did not agree.
 2006. Fiddler’s Green 138
G C G Em G C G D7 C

3
4
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^5
Oh Fidd lers Green is a place I’ve heard tell. Where fish − er − men go if they don’t go to Hell. Where the weath − er is

G Bm G C G D7 G D7 G

^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^3 .3 − .5
fair and the dol − phins do play. And the cold coast of Green − land is far far a − way. Wrap me up in my oil − skins and jum − per. No

C G D7 C G Bm Am G D7

^5 ^4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 − .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3
more on the docks I’ll be seen. Just tell me old ship − mates I’m ta − king a trip, mates, and I’ll see you some − day on Fidd lers

.3
Green.

Now Fiddler’s Green is a place I’ve heard tell, Where fishermen go when they don’t go to Hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play, And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away

The sky’s always clear and there’s never a gale, And the fish jump on board with a flip of their tail
You can lie at your leisure, there’s no work to do, And the skipper’s below making tea for the crew

And when you’re in dock and the long trip is thru, There’s pubs and there’s clubs, and there’s lassies there too
Now the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free, And there’s bottles of rum hanging from every tree

I don’t want a harp or a halo, not me, Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
And I’ll play me old squeeze box as we sail along, When the wind’s in the rigging to sing me this song

2007. The Fields of Athenry

E A E B E A B

4
4
[3 .3 .3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 − .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 − ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3
By the lone − ly pri − son wall, I heard a young girl cal ling, "Mi − chael they are ta − king you a − way,
E A E B E F#m E

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For you stole Trev − el − yn’s corn, So the young might see the morn, Now a pri − son ship lies wai − ting in the bay,

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Low, lie the fields of A − then − ry, where once we watched the small free birds fly; Our love was on the wing, We had

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dreams and songs to sing; It’s so lone − ly ’round the fields of Ath − en − ry.

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling

"Nothing matters, Mary, when you’re free, Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they cut me down, Now you must raise our child with dignity."
By a lonely harbour wall, she watched the last star fall, As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
For she lived to hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay, It’s so lonely round the fields of Athenry
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Tim Fin − ne − gan lived in Walk − in’ Street, A gent − le − man I − rish, might − y odd, He had a brogue both

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rich and sweet, and to rise in the world he car − ried a hod. Now Tim had a sort of a tip − pl’n way, with a love of the whis − key

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he was born, To help him on with his work each day, He’d a "drop of the cray − thur" ev − ’ry morn. Whack fol the darn O,

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Dance to your part − ner, Whirl the floor, your trot − ters shake, Was − n’t it the truth I told you, Lot’s of fun at Fin − ne − gan’s wake

cho: Whack fol the darn O, dance to your partner, Whirl the floor, your trotters shake;
Wasn’t it the truth I told you, Lots of fun at Finnegan’s wake!

One mornin’ Tim was feelin’ full, His head was heavy which made him shake;
He fell from the ladder and broke his skull, And they carried him home his corpse to wake.
They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, And laid him out upon the bed,
A gallon of whiskey at his feet, And a barrel of porter at his head. (Chorus)

His friends assembled at the wake, And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch,
First they brought in tay and cake, Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch.
Biddy O’Brien began to bawl, "Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see?
"O Tim, mavourneen, why did you die?", Arragh, hold your gob said Paddy McGhee! (Chorus)

Then Maggie O’Connor took up the job, "O Biddy," says she, "You’re wrong, I’m sure"
Biddy she gave her a belt in the gob, And left her sprawlin’ on the floor.
And then the war did soon engage, ’Twas woman to woman and man to man,
Shillelagh law was all the rage, And a row and a ruction soon began. (Chorus)

Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head, When a noggin of whiskey flew at him,
It missed, and falling on the bed, The liquor scattered over Tim!
The corpse revives! See how he raises!, Timothy rising from the bed,
Says,"Whirl your whiskey around like blazes, Thanum an Dhul! Do you thunk I’m dead?" (Chorus)

2009. Galway Bay

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If you e − ver go a − cross the sea to Ire − land, Then may − be at the clo − sing of the day; You will

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sit and watch the moon rise o − ver Cla − dagh, And see the sun go down on Gal − way bay.

Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream, The women in the meadows making hay;
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin, And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play

For the breezes blowing o’er the sea to Ireland, Are perfumed by the heather as they blow;
And the women in the uplands digging praties, Speak a language that the strangers do not know

For the strangers tried top come and teach us their way, They scorned us just for being what we are;
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams, Or light a penny candle from a star

And if there is going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there’s going to be,
I shall ask my God to let me make my heaven, In that dear land across the Irish Sea

If you ever go across the sea to Ireland, Then maybe at the closing of your day,
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Cladagh, And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
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Whistling Gypsy
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Gyp − sy ro − ver come o − ver the hill. Down thru the val − ley so sha − dy. He whis − tled and he sang till the green woods rang And he

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charmed the heart of a la dy.

Chorus:
Ah−de−do, ah−de−do−da−day, Ah−de−do, ah−de−da−ay
He whistled and he sang ’til the greenwoods rang, And he won the heart of a lady

. She left her father’s castle gates, She left her own fine lover
She left her servants and her state, To follow the gypsy rover

. Her father saddled up his fastest steed, And roamed the valleys all over
Sought his daughter at great speed, And the whistling gypsy rover

. He came at last to a mansion fine, Down by the river Claydee

And there was music and there was wine, For the gypsy and his lady

. "He is no gypsy, my father" she said, "But lord of these lands all over,
And I shall stay ’til my dying day, With my whistling gypsy rover."

2011. The Holy Ground

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Fare thee well, my love ly Di nah, A thou − sand ti − mes a dieu. We are bound a − way from the

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Ho − ly Ground and the girls we love so true, We’ − ll sail the salt seas o ver, and we’ll re − turn once more, And

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still I live in hope to see the Ho − ly gro − und on − ce more. FINE GIRL YOU ARE! You’re the girl I do a − dore, And still I live in

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hope to see the Ho − ly gro − und on − ce more.

Now when we’re out a−sailing and you are far behind
Fine letters will I write to you with the secrets of my mind,
The secrets of my mind, my girl, you’re the girl that I adore,

And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore;
The poor old ship she’s sinking fast and the riggings they are tore
The night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon,

But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
It’s now the storm is over and we are safe on shore
We’ll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore
We’ll drink strong ale and porter and we’ll make the taproom roar,

And when our money is all spent we’ll go to sea once more
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I’ll take you home a − gain Kath − leen, A − cross the o − cean wild and wide. To where your heart has e − ver been Since

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first you were my bon − ny bride; The ro − ses all have left your cheek, I watched them fade a − way and die, Your

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voice is sad when e’er you speak And tears be − dim your lo − ving eye. I’ll take you home a − gain, Kath − leen To

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where your heart will feel no pain And when the fields are fresh and green. I’ − ll take you to your home a − gain.

I know you love me, Kathleen, dear, Your heart was ever fond and true.
I always feel when you are near, That life holds nothing, dear, but you.
The smiles that once you gave to me, I scarcely ever see them now,
Though many, many times I see, A dark’ning shadow on your brow. [Chorus.]

To that dear home beyond the sea, My Kathleen shall again return.
And when thy old friends welcome thee, Thy loving heart will cease to yearn.
Where laughs the little silver stream, Beside your mother’s humble cot,
And brightest rays of sunshine gleam, There all your grief will be forgot.

2013. I’ll Tell My Ma

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I’ll tell my ma when I get home. The boys won’t leave the girls a − lone. They pulled my hair and stole my comb, but I get home.

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She is hand − some, she is pret − ty, she is the belle of Bel − fast cit − y. She is cour − ting one two three Ples won’t you who is he

Here she comes as white as snow, Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Oh Johnny Murray he says she’ll die, If she doesn’t get the fellow with the roving eye

Let the wind and rain and the hail blow high, And the snow come tumbling from the sky
She’s as nice as apple pie, She’ll get her own boy by and by

When she gets a lad of her own, She won’t tell her ma ’til she comes home
Let the boys stay as they will, For it’s Albert Mooney she loves still.

2014. I Know Where I’m Going

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I know where I’m go − ing. I know who’se go − ing with me. I know who I love and the Lord knows who I’ll mar − ry.
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I’m a rov − er, and sel − dom so − ber, I’m a rov − er of high de − gree; It’s when I’m drink − ing I’m al − ways

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think − ing, How to gain my love’s com − pa − ny.

Though the nicht be dark as dungeon, No’ a star to be seen above,

I will be guided without a stumble, Into the airms o’ my ain true love.

He steppit up to her bedroom window, Kneelin’ gently upon a stone;

He rappit at her bedroom−window, "Darlin’ dear, do you lie alone?"

She raised her heid on her snaw−white pillow, Wi’ her arms aboot her breast,
"Wha’ is that at my bedroom window, Disturbin’ me at my lang night’s rest?"

"It’s only me, your ain true lover, Open the door and let me in.
For I hae come on a lang journey, And I’m near drenched to the skin."

She opened the door wi’ the greatest pleasure, She opened the door and let him in,
They baith shook hands and embraced each other, Until the mornin’ they lay as one.

The cocks were crawin’, the birds were whistlin’, The burns they ran free abune the brae;
"Remember, lass, I’m a ploughman laddie, And the fairmer I must obey."

"Noo, my lass, I must gang and leave thee, And though the hills they are high above,
I will climb thrm wi’ greater pleasure, Since I been in the airms o’ my love.

2016. The Irish Rover

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In the year of our Lord, eigh − teen hun − dred and six, we set out from the Coal Quay of Cork, We were sai − ling a − way with a
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car − go of bricks for the grand Ci − ty Hall in New York. We’d an e − le − gant craft, she was rigged ’fore and aft, and how the trade winds
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drove her, She had twen − ty three masts, and she stood sev − ’ral blasts, and they called her the I − rish Ro − ver.

There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee, There was Hogan from County Tyrone
And a chap called McGurk who was scared stiff of work, And a chap from West Meade called Mellone

There was Slugger O’Toole who was drunk as a rule, And fighting Bill Casey from Dover
There was Dooley from Claire who was strong as a bear, And was skipper of the Irish Rover

We had one million bales of old billy goats’ tails, We had two million buckets of stones
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides, We had four million packets of bones

We had five million hogs, we had six million dogs, And seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bags of the best Sligo rags, In the hold of the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out, And the ship lost her way in a fog
And the whole of the crew was reduced unto two, ’Twas myself and the captain’s old dog

Then the ship struck a rock with a terrible shock, And then she heeled right over,
Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned− I’m the last of the Irish Rover
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It’s a long way to Tip − pe − ra − ray, It’s a long way to go; It’s a long way to Tip − pe − ra − ry, To the
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sweet − est girl I know! Good − bye, Pic − ca − dil − ly! Fare − well Lei − cester Square! It’s a long, long

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way to Tip − pe − ra − ry. But my hea − rt’s right there!

2018. The Jug of Punch

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As I was sit − tin’ with jug and spoon, on one fine morn in the month of June, A bir − die sat on an i − vy bunch, and the

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song he sang Was the Jug of Punch. Too − ra Loo − ra − loo, too − ra loo − ra − loo, Too − ra − loo − ra − loo, too − ra − loo − ra − loo, A

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bir − die sat on an i − vy bunch, And the song he sang was the Jug of Punch.

If I were sick, and very bad

And were not able to go or stand,
I would not think it at all amiss
To pledge my shoes for a jug of punch (CHO & last two lines of verse)

What more diversion can a man desire

Than to sit him down by a snug turf fire,
Upon his knee a pretty wench
And upon his table a jug of punch (CHO & last two lines of verse)

And when I’m dead and in my grave

No costly tombstone will I have,
I’ll dig a grave both wide and deep
With a jug of punch at my head and feet (CHO & last two lines of verse)
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Fare well to you, my own true love. I am go − ing far a − way. I am bound for Cal i − for − ni − a

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but I know that I’ll re − turn some day. So, fare thee well my own true love, and when I re − turn u − ni − ted we will
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be. It’s not the leav − ing of Li − ver − pool that grieves me, but my dar − ling when I think of thee.

I’m bound off for California, By the way of stormy Cape Horn
And I’m bound to write you a letter, love, When I am homeward bound [CHORUS]

I have signed on a Yankee Clipper ship, Davy Crockett is her name

And Burgess is the Captain of her, And they say she’s a floating Hell [CHORUS]

I have shipped with Burgess once before, And I think I know him well
If a man’s a seaman, he can get along, If not, then he’s sure in Hell [CHORUS]

Farewell to lower Frederick Street, Ensign Terrace and Park Lane

For I think it will be a long, long time, Before I see you again [CHORUS]

Oh the sun is on the harbor, love, And I wish I could remain

For I know it will be a long, long time, Till I see you again [CHORUS]

2020. Love is Teasin’

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Cho: Love is a teasing and love is pleasing, And love is a treasure when first it’s new
But as it grows older then love grows colder, And fades away like the morning dew

I left my Father, I left my Mother, I left my sisters & brothers too

I left my friends and my kind relations, I left them all for to go with you. [Cho]

Oh turn around love, your wheel of fortune, Oh turn around love and smile on me
For surely there must be a place of torment, for that young girl who deceiv−ed me [Cho]

Oh lads beware of your false true lovers, and never mind what the young girls say
They’re like the stars on a summer’s morning, you think they’re near but they’re far away. [Cho]
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Now you jol − ly sail − ors, come lis − ten to my tale, I’m sure you will have cause to pi − ty me, I

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was a damned young fool in the Port of Li − ver − pool, When I called there on my first port home from sea. Oh,

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Mag − gie Mag − gie May, They have ta − ken you a − way, To slave up − on Van Die − man’s cruel shore, For you’ve

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robbed so ma − ny sai − lors, And dosed so ma − ny wha − lers, But you’ll ne − ver cruise ’round Pe − ter street no more.

I was staying at the Home, from a voyage to Sierre Leone, And two−pound−ten a month was all my pay,
As I jingled with my tin, I was easy taken in, By a little girl up there called Maggie May. [Cho]

Oh. I’ll never forget the day when I first met Maggie May, She was standing on a corner at Canning Place,
In a full−sized crin−o−line, like a frigate of the line, And as she saw I was a sailor I gave chase. [Cho]

She gave me a saucy nod, and I, like a farmer’s clod, Let her take me line abreast in tow,
And under all plain sail, we ran before the gale, And to the Crow’s Nest Tavern we did go. [Cho]

Next morning when I woke, I found that I was broke, No shoes or shirt or trousers could I find,
When I asked her where they were, she answers "My dear sir, They’re down in Lewis’ pawnshop number nine." [Cho]

So to Lewis’ I did go, but no clothing could I find, And the policeman took that wicked girl away,
And the judge he guilty found her, of robbing a homeward−bounder, And now she’s doing time in Botany Bay. [Cho]

She was chained and sent away from Liverpool one day, The lads all cheered as she sailed down the bay,
And every sailor lad, he only was too glad, They’d sent that old whore out to Botany Bay. [Cho]

2022. Maids When You’re Young

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An old man came court − ing me, Hey do a dor − it − y, An old man came court − ing me, he be − ing young, An

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old man came court − ing me, All for to mar − ry me, Maids when you’re young ne − ver wed an old man.

For he’s got no faloodorum, fadidledo doorum, For he’s got no faloodoorum, fadidleday
He’s got no faloorum, he’s lost his ding doorum, So maids when you’re young, never wed an old man

Now when we went to the church, hey do a dority, When we went to the church, me being young
When we went to the church, he left me in the lurch, Maids when you’re young, never wed an old man

Now when we went to our bed, hey do a dority, Now when we went to our bed, me being young
When we went to our bed, he neither done nor said, Maids when you’re young never wed an old man

Now when he went to sleep, hey do a dority, Now when we went to sleep, me being young
When we went to sleep, out of bed I did creep, Into the arms of a handsome young man

And I found his falodoorum, fa didle dodoorum, I found his faloodoorum, fa didle all day
I found his falodoorum and he got my dingdoorum, So maids when you’re young never wed an old man
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Step we gai − ly on we go, Heel for heel and toe for toe; Arm in arm and on we go, All for Mair − i’s wed − ding
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O − ver hill − ways up and down, Myr − tle green and brack − en brown, Past the sheil − ing through the town, All for sake of Mair − i.

Plenty herring, plenty meal, Plenty peat to fill her creel,

Plenty bonny bairns as weel, That’s the toast for Mairi. [cho]

Cheeks as bright as rowans are, Brighter far than any star,

Fairest o’ them all by far, Is my darlin’ Mairi. [cho]

2024. The Minstrel Boy

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The min − strel boy to the war is gone, In the rank of de − ath you will find him, His fa − ther’s swo − rd he ha
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gir − ded on, And his wild harp slu − ng b − e − hind him. "Land of song!" said the war − rior bard, "Tho’ all the world be − tra − ys thee,
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One sword, at lea − st, thy rights shall guard, One faith − ful hea − rt sha − ll praise thee.

The Minstrel fell! But the foeman’s steel, Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp he lov’d ne’er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder;

And said "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and brav’ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free, They shall never sound in slavery!
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In Dub − lin’s fair ci − ty, where the girls are so pret − ty, It was there that I met my sweet Mol − ly Ma − lone, She

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wheeled her wheel − bar − row through the streets wide and nar − row, Cry − ing "Coc − kles! and Mus − sels! A − live, a − live Oh! A −

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live, a − live Oh! A live, a − live Oh! Cry − ing Cock − les! and Mus − sels a − live, a − live Oh.

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Now she was a fishmonger and sure twas no wonder, For so were her mother and father before
And they each wheeled their barrows, Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"

She died of a faver and no one could save her, And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow, Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
 2026. The Mountains of Mourne 148
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Oh, Ma − ry, this Lon − don’s a won − der − ful sight, with the peo − ple there work − in’ from morn − in’ to night. They

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don’t plant po − ta − toes nor bar − ley nor wheat, But there’s gangs of them dig − ging for gold in the street. At least when I asked them that’s

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what I was told. So I just took a hand at this dig − ging for gold. But for all that I found there I might as well be, Where the

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moun − tains of Mou − rne sweep down to the sea.

I believe that when writin’ a wish you expressed, As to how the fine lAdies of London are dressed
Well if you believe me, when asked to a ball, They don’t wear no tops to their dresses at all

Oh, I’ve seen them myself and you could not, in thrath, Say if they were bound for a ball, or a bath,
Don’t be startin’ them fashions now, Mary Machree, Where the etc

I’ve seen England’s king from the top of a bus, And I’ve never known him, but he means to know us
And tho’ by the Saxon we once were oppressed, Still I cheered, God forgive me, I cheered with the rest

And now that he’s visited Erin’s green shore, We’ll be much better friends than we’ve been heretofore
When we’ve got all we want, we’re as quiet as can be, Where the etc

You remember young Peter O’Loughlin of course, Well now he is here at the head of the Force
I met him today, I was crossing the Strand, And he stopped the whole street with a wave of his hand

And there we stood talking of days that are gone, While the whole population of London looked on;
But for all these great powers, he’s wishful, like me, To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

There’s beautiful girls here −−− Oh, never you mind −−−, With beautiful shapes nature never designed
And lovely complexions all roses and cream, But O’Loughlin remarked with regard to the same

That if at those roses you venture to sip, The colors might all come away on your lip
So I’ll wait for the wild rose that’s waitin’ for me, Where the etc
 2027. The Old Orange Flute (tune is Villikins and his Dinah) 149
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In the coun − ty Ty − rone in the town of Dun − gan − non Where ma − ny a ruc − kus me − self had a hand in Bob
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Will − iam − son lived there, a wea − ver by trade, And all of us though him a stout hear − ted blade.

In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon, Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade, And all of us thought him a stout−hearted blade.

On the twelfth of July as it yearly did come, Bob played on the flute to the sound of the drum
You can talk of your fiddles, your harp or your lute, But there’s nothing could sound like the Old Orange Flute.

But the treacherous scoundrel, he took us all in, For he married a Papish named Bridget McGinn
Turned Papish himself and forsook the Old Cause, That gave us our freedom, religion and laws.

And the boys in the county made such a stir on it, They forced Bob to flee to the province of Connaught;
Took with him his wife and his fixins, to boot, And along with the rest went the Old Orange Flute.

Each Sunday at mass, to atone for past deeds, Bob said Paters and Aves and counted his beads
Till one Sunday morn, at the priest’s own require, Bob went for to play with the flutes in the choir.

He went for to play with the flutes in the mass, But the instrument quivered and cried."O Alas!"
And blow as he would, though he made a great noise, The flute would play only "The Protestant Boys".

Bob jumped up and huffed, and was all in a flutter, He pitched the old flute in the best holy water;
He thought that this charm would bring some other sound, When he tried it again, it played "Croppies Lie Down!"

And for all he would finger and twiddle and blow, For to play Papish music, the flute would not go;
"Kick the Pope" to "Boyne Water" was all it would sound, Not one Papish bleat in it could e’er be found.

At a council of priests that was held the next day, They decided to banish the Old Flute away;
They couldn’t knock heresy out of its head, So they bought Bob another to play in its stead.

And the Old Flute was doomed, and its fate was pathetic, ’Twas fastened and burnt at the stake as heretic.
As the flames rose around it, you could hear a strange noise, ’Twas the Old Flute still a−whistlin’ "The Protestant Boys".
 2028. The Rare Oul’ Times 150
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Raised on songs and sto − ries, he − roes of re − know − n, Are the pas − sing tales and glo − ries that once was Dub − lin
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town. The hal − lowed halls and hou − ses, the haun − ting chil − dren’s rhymes, That once was part of Dub − lin in the rare ou − l’

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times. Ring − a − round − a Ro − sie, as the light de − clines, I re − mem − ber Dub − lin Ci − ty in the rare ou − l’ times.

My name it is Sean Dempsey, As Dublin as could be

Born hard & late in Pimlico, In a house that ceased to be
My trade I was a cooper, Lost out to redundancy
Like my house that fell to progress, My trades a memory

I courted Peggy Digman, As pretty as you please.

A rage and child of Mary, from the rebel liberties
I lost her to a student chap, With skin as back as coal
When he took her off to Birmingham, She took away my soul.

The years have made me bitter, The gargle dims me brain

Cause Dublin keeps on changing, and Nothing seems the same.
The Pillar and the Met have gone, The Royal long since pulled down
As the grey unyielding concrete, Makes a city of my Town.

Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey, I can no longer stay

And watch me new glass cages that, Spring up along me Ouay
My mind’s too full of memories, Too old to hear new chimes
l’m a part of what was Dublin, In the rare ould times.

2029. Reilly’s Daughter

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As I was sit − ting by the fire, tal − king to ol − d Reil − ly’s daugh − ter Sud − den − ly a thought came in − to my head; I’d

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like to mar − ry old Rei − ly’s daugh − ter, Gid − dy − I − Ay, Gid − dy − I − Ay, Gid − dy − I − Ay for the one − eyed Reil − ly, Gid − dy − I Ay,

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(bang, bang, bang) Play it on your big bass drum

Reilly played on the big bass drum, Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughter
Reilly had a bright red glittering eye, And he kept that eye on his lovely daughter. [cho]

Her hair was black and her eyes were blue, The colonel and the major and the captain sought her
The sergeant and the private and the drummer boy too, But they never had a chance with Reilly’s daughter. [cho]

I got me a ring and a parson too, Got me a scratch in a married quarter

Settled me down to a peaceful life, Happy as a king with Reilly’s daughter. [cho]

Suddenly a footstep on the stairs, Who should it be but Reilly out for slaughter
With two pistols in his hands, Looking for the man who had married his daughter. [cho]

I caught old Reilly by the hair, Rammed his head in a pail of water
Fired his pistols into the air, A damned sight quicker than I married his daughter. [cho]
 2030. The Rising of the Moon 151
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Tell me, tell me Sean O’ Far − rel, tell me why yo − u hur − ry so, Hush a − bu − chall, hush and lis − ten, And his eyes we − re all a −

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glow. I bear or − ders from the cap − tain, Make ye rea − dy quick and soon, For the pikes must be to − ge − ther At the ri − si − ng of the

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moon.

Out from many a mud−walled cabin, eyes were lookin’ through the night
Many a manly heart was throbin’ for the blessed morning light
A cry arose along the river, like some banshee’s mournful croon
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon

All along the shining river one black mass of men was seen
And above them in the night wind floated our immortal green
Death to every foe and traitor. Onward, strike the marching tune
And hurrah me boys for freedom, it’s the rising of the moon

Well they fought for dear old Ireland, and full bitter was their fate,
Oh what glorious pride and sorrow fills the name of ninety−eight.
But thank God e’en now are beating hearts in mankind’s burning noon,
Who will follow in their footsteps, at the rising of the moon.

2031. The Rose of Tralee

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The soft moon was ri − sing a − bove the green moun − tain, The sun was de − cli − ning be − neath the blue sea, When I

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strayed with my love to the pale crys − tal foun − tain, That stands in the beau − ti − ful vale of Tra − lee. She was love − ly and

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fair as the rose of the sum − mer, But ’twas not her beau − ty a − lone that won me. Ah, no, ’twas the truth in her eyes e − ver

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shi − ning, That made me love Ma − ry, the Rose of Tra − lee.

The cool shades of evening their mantles were spreading,

And Mary, all smiling, stood listn’ng to me,
When all through the valley her pale rays were shedding,
When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee. [cho]
 2032. The Sash My Father Wore 152
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Su − re I’m an Ul − ster O − range − man Fro − m E − rin’s is − le I came, To see my Bri − tish bre − the − ren, All of ho − nour and of

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fame. And to tell them of my fore − fa − thers, wh − o fought in da − ys of yore, That I might have the right to wear th − e

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sash my f − a − ther wore. It is old, but it is beau − ti − ful, And its co − lours the − y are fine, It was worn at Der − ry,

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on the Twelfth I love to wear th − e sash my f − a − ther wore.

For those brave men who crossed the Boyne have not fought or died in vain
Our Unity, Religion, Laws, and Freedom to maintain,
If the call should come we’ll follow the drum, and cross that river once more
That tomorrow’s Ulsterman may wear the sash my father wore!

And when some day, across the sea to Antrim’s shore you come,
We’ll welcome you in royal style, to the sound of flute and drum
And Ulster’s hills shall echo still, from Rathlin to Dromore
As we sing again the loyal strain of the sash my father wore!
 2033. Spanish Lady 153
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As I went out throu − gh Dub − lin ci − ty At the hour of twelve o’ clock of the night, Who should I see but a Span − ish l − a − dy

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Wash − ing her feet by can − dle light. First she washed them and then she dried them, O − ver a fore of am − b’ry coals. In all my life I

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ne − ver did see a maid so sweet a − bout the soles. Whack fol the toor − a − loor − a la − dd − y, Whack fol the toor − a − loor − a lay;

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Whack fol the toor − a − loor − a la − dd − y, Whack fol the toor − a − loor − a lay.

I stopped to look but the watchman passed, Says he, "Young fellow, the night is late
Along with you home or I will wrestle you, Straight away through the Bridewell gate"
I threw a look to the Spanish lady, Hot as the fire of ambry coals
In all my life I never did see, a maid so sweet about the soles [cho]

As I walked back through Dublin City, As the dawn of day was o’er
Who should I see but the Spanish lady, When I was weary and footsore
She had a heart so filled with loving, And her love she longed to share
In all my life I never did see, a maid who had so much to spare [cho]

Now she’s no mot for a puddle swaddy, With her ivory comb and her mantle so fine
But she’d make a wife for the Provost Marshall, Drunk on brandy and claret wine
I got a look from the Spanish lady, Hot as a fire of ambry coals
In all my life I never did meet, a maid so sweet about the soles[cho]

I’ve wandered north and I’ve wandered south, By Stoney Batter and Patrick’s Close
Up and around by the Gloucester Diamond, And back by Napper Tandy’s house
Old age has laid her hands upon me, Cold as a fire of ashy coals
But where is the lonely Spanish lady, neat and sweet about the soles?[cho]

As I was leaving Dublin City, On that morning sad of heart

Lonely was I for the Spanish lady, Now that forever we must part
But still I always will remember, All the hours we did enjoy
But then she left me sad at parting, gone forever was my joy.[cho]
 2034. Star of the County Down 154
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Near to Ban − bridge town in the Coun − ty Down on a mo − r − ning i − n Ju − ly, Down a bo − reen green came a
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sweet col − leen and she smiled as she passed me by. She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen of her
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nut − brow − n hair, Such a coax − in’ elf I’d to shake my − self to make sure I was real − ly there. From Ban − try
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Bay up to Der − ry Quay and from Gal − way to Dub − li − n town No − o maid I’ve seen like the sweet Col − leen that I
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met in the Coun − ty Down

As she onward sped I shook my head, And I gazed with a feeling quare,
And I said, says I, to a passer−by, "Who’s the maid with the nut−brown hair?"
Oh, he smiled at me, and with pride says he, "That’s the gem of Ireland’s crown,
She’s young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, She’s the Star of the County Down."

I’ve travelled a bit, but never was hit, Since my roving career began;
But fair and square I surrendered there, To the charms of young Rose McCann.
I’d a heart to let and no tenant yet, Did I meet with in shawl or gown,
But in she went and I asked no rent, From the Star of the County Down.

At the crossroads fair I’ll be surely there, And I’ll dress in my Sunday clothes
And I’ll try sheep’s eyes, and deludhering lies, On the heart of the nut−brown Rose.
No pipe I’ll smoke, no horse I’ll yoke, Though with rust my plow turns brown,
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside, Sits the Star of the County Down.
 2035. The Town I Loved So Well 155
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In my me − mo − ry I will al − ways see the town that I have loved so well, Where our school played ball by the

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gas ya − rd wall and we laughed through the smoke and the smell. Go − ing home in the rain, run − ning up the da − rk

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lane, Past the jail and down be − hind the foun tain, Those were hap − py days in so ma − ny ma − ny ways, In the town I

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loved so well.

In the early morn the shirt factory horn

Called the women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While the men on the dole played a mother’s role
Fed the children and then walked the dog
And when times got rough there was just about enough
But they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
In the town I loved so well.

There was music there in the Derry air

Like a language that we could all understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
When I played in a small pick−up band
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
There I learned about life and I found a wife
In the town I loved so well:

But when I returned oh my eyes how they burned

To see how a town could be brought to its knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army’s installed by the old gasyard wall
And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and their guns
Oh my God, what have they done
To the town I loved so well.

Now the music’s gone but they carry on

For their spirit’s been bruised, never broken
They will not forget but their hearts are set
On tomorrow and peace once again
Now what’s done is done and what’s won is won
And what’s lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright brand new day
For the town I Iove so well.

2036. Waxies’ Dargle

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When Irish Eyes are Smiling in D

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There’s a tear in your eye, And I’m wondering why,

For it never should be there at all. With such pow’r in your smile,
Sure a stone you’d beguile, So there’s never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter’s, Like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be; You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile, And now, smile a smile for me.

Cho: When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure,’tis like the morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling, Sure, they steal your heart away.

For your smile is a part, Of the love in your heart,

And it makes even sunshine more bright. Like the linnet’s sweet song,
Crooning all the day long, Comes your laughter and light.
For the springtime of life, Is the sweetest of all
There is ne’er a real care or regret; And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth’s hours, Let us smile each chance we get. [Cho]
 2038. When You and I Were Young, Maggie 157
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mill, Mag − gie, where we sat in the long, long a − go. The green grove is gone from the hill, Mag − gie, where first the dai − sies

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sprung; The crea − king old mill i − s still, Mag − gie si − nce you a − nd I we − re young. And now we are a − ged and

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gray, Mag − gie, and the trials of life near − ly done, But to me you’re as fair as you were, Mag − gie whe − n you a − nd I we − re

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A city so silent and lone, Maggie, Where the young and the gay and the best,
In polished white mansions of stone, Maggie, Have each found a place of rest,
Is built where the birds used to play, Maggie,
And join in the songs that were sung;
For we sang as gay as they, Maggie,
When you and I were young.

2039. Whiskey in the Jar (Kilgary Mountain)

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As I was a−walkin’ ’round Kilgary Mountain, I met with Captain Pepper as his money he was countin’,
I rattled my pistols and I drew forth my saber, Sayin’, "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver"

Musha rig um du rum da, Whack fol the daddy o

Whack fol the daddy o, There’s whiskey in the jar

The shinin’ golden coins did look so bright and jolly, I took ’em with me home and I gave ’em to my Molly
She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me, But the devil’s in the women and they never can be easy

When I was awakened between six and seven, The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken, For Molly’s drawn my pistols and a prisoner I was taken

They put me into jail without judge or writin’, For robbing Colonel Pepper on Kilgary Mountain
But they didn’t take my fists so I knocked the sentry down, And bid a fond farewell to the jail in Sligo town

Now some take delight in fishin’ and in bowlin’, And others take delight in carriages a−rollin’
But I take delight in the juice of the barley, And courtin’ pretty girls in the morning so early
 2040. Wild Colonial Boy 158
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There was a wild co − lon − ial boy. Jack Dug − gan was his name. He was born and raised in I − re − land, in a place called

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wild co − lon − ial boy.

Come all my hearties, we’ll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder, together we will ride
We’ll scour along the valleys and gallop o’er the plains
We’ll scorn to live in slavery, bowed down in iron chains

In sixty−one this daring youth commenced his wild career

With a heart that knew no danger, no foeman did he fear
He held up the Beechworth mailcoach and he robbed Judge MacEvoy
Who trembled and gave up his gold to the wild colonial boy

One day as he was riding the mountainside along

Alistening to the little birds their pleasant laughing song
Three mounted troopers came in view − Kelly, Davis, and Fitzroy
And thought that they would capture him, the wild colonial boy

"Surrender now, Jack Doolan, you see there’s three to one

Surrender now, Jack Doolan, you daring highwayman"
He drew a pistol from his belt and spun it like a toy
"I’ll fight, but I won’t surrender," said the wild colonial boy

He fired at trooper Kelly and brought him to the ground

And in return from Davis received a mortal wound
All shattered through the jaws, he lay still firing at Fitzroy
And that’s the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy
 2041. Wild Rover (No Nay Never) 159
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I’ve been a wild ro − ver for man − y a year, I’ve spent all my mo − ney on whisk − ey and beer. But now I’m re − turn −
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No nay nev − er no more, Will I play the wild rov − er, No nev − er no more.

I went to an ale−house I used to frequent

And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay
Such a custom as yours I could have any day." cho

I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright

And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight
She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best
And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest." cho

I’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve done

And I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes before
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more cho
 2042. If You’re Irish come into the Parlour 160
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In sweet Lim’rick Town, they say,

Lived a chap named Patrick John MoIIoy.
Once he sailed to U.S.A.
His luck in foreign parts he thought he’d try.
Now he’s made his name, and is a wealthy man,
He put a bit away for a rainy day;
So if you gaze upon
The house of Patrick John,
You’ll find a notice that goes on to say:

Chorus:If you’re Irish come into the parlour,

There’s a welcome there for you;
If your name is Timothy or Pat,
So long as you come from Ireland,
There’s a welcome on the mat,
If You come from the Mountains of Mourne,
Or Killarney’s lakes so blue,
We’ll sing you a song and we’ll make a fuss,
Whoever you are you are one of us,
If you’re Irish, this is the place for you!

Patrick loved the girl he wed,

But he could not stand his Ma−n−aw,
Once with joy he turned quite red,
When she got into trouble thro’ her jaw.
Six police they had to take her to the Court,
She was informed a month she would have to do,
So Patrick quickly wrote
Up to the Judge a note
Explaining, "Sir, I’m much obliged to you!"
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Appear in alphabetical order

3000. Angels we have heard on high

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Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o’er the plains

And the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria..

cho: Gloria, In Excelsius Deo

Shepherd why this jubilee, Why your joyous strains prolong

What the gladsome tidings be, Which inspire your heavenly song?

Come to Bethlehem and see, Him whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord the newborn king

See him in a manger laid, Whom the choirs of angels praise

Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, While our hearts in love we raise

3001. Away in a Manger

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Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The Little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head;
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay, The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay

The cattle are lowing the baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes,
I love you, Lord Jesus; look down from the sky, And stay by my side until morning is nigh

Be near me Lord Jesus; I ask you to stay, Close by me forever and love me, I pray,
Bless all the dear children in your tender care, And fit us for heaven to live with you there

3002. Deck the Halls

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Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa−la−la−la−la, la−la−la−la

’Tis the season to be jolly, Fa−la−la−la−la, la−la−la−la
Don we now our gay apparel, Fa−la−la, la−la−la, la−la−la
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa−la−la−la−la, la−la−la−la

See the blazing Yule before us

Strike the harp and join the chorus
Follow me in merry measure
While I tell of Yuletide treasure

Fast away the old year passes

Hail the new ye lads and lasses
Sing we joyous all together
Heedless of the wind and weather
 3003. Ding Dong Merrily on High 162
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Ding Dong merrily on high, In Heaven bells are ringing

Ding dong merrily the sky, Is riven with angels singing

Cho: Glo− − − −ria, Hosana in excelsis

E’en so here below, below, Let steeple bells be swungen

And io, io, io, By priest and people sungen: Cho

Pray you, dutifully prime, Your matin chime, ye ringers;

May you beautifully rime, Your evetime song, ye singers: Cho

3004. The First Noel

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The first Noel, the angel did say, Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay,
In fields as they ,lay keeping their sheep, On a cold winter’s night hat was so deep

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel

They looked up and saw a star, Shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light, And so they continued both day and night Cho

And by the light of that same star, Three wise men came from country far;
To seek for a King was their intent, And to follow the star wherever it went Cho

Now let us all with one accord, Sing praises to our heavenly Lord,
Who brought forth Heaven and earth from naught, And with his blood mankind has bought Cho

3005. God Rest You Merry Gentlemen

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God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay

Remember Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan’s pow’r when we were gone astray

Cho: Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,comfort and joy

Oh tidings of comfort and joy

In Bethlehem in Jewry this blessed Babe was born,

And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary did nothing take in scorn, Chorus

From God our heav’nly Father, a blessed angel came

And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name, Chorus
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Good Christian men, rejoice

With heart and soul and voice; Give ye heed to what we say:

News! News! Jesus Christ is born today:

Ox and ass before him bow

And He is in the manger now

Christ is born today! Christ is born today!

Good Christian men, rejoice

With heart and soul and voice; Now ye hear of endless bliss;

Joy! Joy! Jesus Christ was born for this!

He has oped the heav’nly door

And man is blessed evermore

Christ was born for this! Christ was born for this!

Good Christian men, rejoice

With heart and soul and voice; Now ye need not fear the grave;

Peace! Peace! Jesus Christ was born to save!

Calls you one and calls you all

To gain his everlasting hall

Christ was born to save! Christ was born to save!

3007. Good King Wensleslas

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Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel

Hither page and stand by me if thou knowst it telling, Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain, Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes’ fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither, Thou and I will see him dine when we bear them thither
Page and monarch forth they went, forth they went together, Through the rude winds wild lament, and the bitter weather

Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger, Fails my heart I know now how, I can go no longer
Mark my footsteps my good page, tread thou in them boldly, Thou shalt find the winter’s rage freeze thy blood less coldly

In his master’s steps he trod where the snow lay dinted, Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed
Therefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing, Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing
 3008. Hark! The Herald Angels Sing 164
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Hark, the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King,

Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled";
Joyful, all the nations ,rise, Join the triumph of the skies;
With the angelic host proclaim: ’Christ is born in Bethlehem"

Hark, the herald angels sing,

’Glory to the new born King’

Christ, by highest heav’n adored, Christ, the ever−living Lord,

Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgins womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity;
Pleased as man with man to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel

Hail the heav’n born Prince of Peace, Hail, the Sun of righteousness;
Light and life to al! He brings, Ris’n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth

3009. Holly and the Ivy

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The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown

Oh the rising of the sun, And the running of the deer

The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing all in the choir

The holly bears a blossom, As white as the lily flower

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To be our sweet Savior

The holly bears a berry, As red as any blood

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To do poor sinners good

The holly bears a prickle, As sharp as any thorn

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, On Christmas day in the morn. [Rpt verse 1]
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I’m dreaming of a white Christmas , Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen , To hear sleighbells in the snow

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas , With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright , And may all your Christmases be white

3011. Jingle Bells

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Dashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh, O’er the fields we go, laughing all the way,
Bells on bobtail ring, making spirits bright, Oh what fun it is to sing a sleighing song tonight

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh;
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh
Aussie
cho: Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Christmas in Australia on a scorching summer’s day, Oh,
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut. Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden ute.

Dashing through the bush in a rusty Holden ute. Kicking up the dust, esky in the boot.
Kelpie by my side, singing Christmas songs, It’s summer time and I am in my singlet, shorts and thongs. Oh.

Engine’s getting hot, we dodge the kangaroo, Swaggie climbs aboard, he is welcome too.
All the family’s here, sitting by the pool, Christmas day the Aussie way, by the barbecue. Oh..

Come the afternoon, Grandpa has a doze, The kids and Uncle Bruce are swimming in their clothes.
Time has come to go, we take a family snap, And pack the car and all shoot through before the washing up. Oh..
 3012. Joy to the World 166
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Joy to he world! The Lord is come;

Let earth receive her king; Let every heart prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and heaven and nature sing

Joy to the world The Saviour reigns;

Let men Their song employ; While fields and floods rooks hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat repeat he sounding joy

He rules the earth with truth and grace,

And makes the nation prove; The glories of His righteousness
And wonders of His love, And wonders Of His love,
And wonders wonders of His love

3013. Little Drummer Boy

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Come, they told me , Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,

"Our newborn king to see" , Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
Our finest gifts we bring , Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
To lay before the king, , Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
Rum−pa−pum−pum, rum−pa−pum−pum,
So to honour him, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
When we come

"Little Baby, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,

I am a poor boy too, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
I have no gift to bring, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
That’s fit to give our King! Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
Rum−pa−pum−pum, rum−pa−pum−pum,
Shall I play for You, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
On my drum?’

Mary nodded, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,

The ox and lamb kept time, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
I played my drum for Him, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
I played my best for Him, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
Rum−pa−pum−pum, rum−pa−pum−pum,
Then He smiled at me, Pa−rum−pa−pum−pum,
Me and my drum!
 3014. O Come All Ye Faithful 167
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O come all ye faithful! joyful and triumphant,

O come ye, 0 come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold him, born the King Of angels,

O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.

Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation,

Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above,
Glory to God in the highest

Yea Lord we greet thee born this happy morning

Jesus to thee be glory given
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing,

3015. O Little Town of Bethlehem

A AO A D A E7 A F#7 Bm A E7 A F#m C# C#7

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F#m D C# A AO A D AO A A

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:O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie;

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by:
Yet in the dark streets shineth, The everlasting Light
The hopes and fears of all the years, Are met in thee tonight

How silently, how silently, The wondrous gilt is given

So God imparts to human hearts, The blessing of his heaven
No ear may hear his coming; But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him, still, The dear Christ enters in

3016. Once in Royal David’s City

E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A E7 A D

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A E7 A D A D E7 A

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Once in Royal David’s city, Stood a lowly cattle shed,

Where a mother laid her baby, In a manger for His bed
Mary was hat mother mild; Jesus Christ her little child

He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all,
And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall;
With the poor and mean and lowly, Lived on earth our Savior holy

And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love,
For that child so dear and gentle, Is our Lord in heaven above,
And He leads His children on, To the place where He is gone
 3017. On Christmas Night 168
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3018. Mary’s Boy Child

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Long time ago in Bethlehem so the holy bible say

Mary’s boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day

Hark, now hear the angels sing, a new King born today,
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas day
Trumpets sound and angels sing, listen to what they say,
That man will live for evermore, because or Christmas day

While Shepherds watched their flocks by right

Them see a bright new shining star;
They hear a choir sing the music seemed to come from afar
Now Joseph and his wife Mary come to Bethlehem tat night,
Them find no place to born the child,
Not a single room was in sight

By and by they find a little space in a stable all forlorn,

And in a manger cold and dark Mary’s little boy was born
Long time ago in Bethlehem so the holy bible say,
Mary’s boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day
 3019. Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer 169

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Rudolph the Red−Nosed Reindeer (reindeer)

Had a very shiny nose (like a light bulb)
And if you ever saw it (saw it)
You would even say it glowed (like a stop light)

All of the other reindeer (reindeer)

Used to laugh and call him names (like Pinocchio)
They never let poor Rudolph (Rudolph)
Join in any reindeer games (like Monopoly)

Then one foggy Christmas Eve,

Santa came to say (Ho, ho, ho)
Rudolph with your nose so bright
Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight

Then how the reindeer loved him (loved him)

And they shouted out with glee (ha, ha, ha)
Rudolph the red−nosed reindeer (reindeer)
You’ll go down in history...(like George Washington)

3020. Silent Night

D A7 D D7 G

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Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright

Round yon virgin, mother and child,
Holy Infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night, Shepherds quake, at the sight

Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia,
Christ the Saviour is born, Christ the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night, Son of God Love’s pure light

Radiant beams from thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
 3021. While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night 170
G C D7 G A7 D G C B C D7 G

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Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright

Round yon virgin, mother and child,
Holy Infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night, Shepherds quake, at the sight

Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia,
Christ the Saviour is born, Christ the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night, Son of God Love’s pure light

Radiant beams from thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord at Thy birth

3022. We Three Kings of Orient Are

F#m C#7 F#m F#m C#7 F#m F#m E A D C#7 F#m E7 Dhorus A

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We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain, moor and mountain following yonder star

O star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding, guide us to thy perfect light

Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again

King forever, ceasing never, over us all to reign

Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh

Prayer and praising, all men raising, worship Him, God most High

Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume, breathes a life of gathering gloom

Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying; sealed in The stone cold tomb

Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia, earth to the heavens replies
 3023. We Wish You a Merry Christmas 171
Dhorus

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We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year

We want some figgy pudding (3 times)

And a cup of good cheer

We won’t go until we get some (3 times)

So bring it out here!

We wish you a Merry Christmas (3 times)

And a happy New Year
 AUSTRALIAN CAROLS
172
3024. Port Hedland Carol, A
= 150
Mr John Parker

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Red Dust Blow − ing a − cross the town, Warm he − arts to − ge − ther. Ma − ny co − lours and fa − ces, At

A D A D D Em D D D Em D D A D A A

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Christ − ma − s in Hed − land. Time to go and say fare − well, Some will go and some will stay, But we will re − mem − ber.
D D Em D D D A A D D Em D A D A D

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Red Dust Blow − ing a − cross the town, Warm he − arts to − ge − ther. Ma − ny co − lours and fa − ces, At Christ − ma − s in Hed − land.
D D D D D D D A Em D D D D

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Time for re − birth and ce − le − bra − tion, Loo − king to a bright new year, Full of pro − mise and Red Dust Blow − ing a −

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cross the town, Warm he − arts to − ge − ther. Ma − ny co − lours and fa − ces, At Christ − ma − s in Hed − land.
 3025. Three Drovers, the 173
= 100
Music: William G James. Words: John Wheeler

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A − cross the pla − ins, one Christ − mas − night, Three drov − ers rid − ing blythe and gay, Looked up and saw a

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star − ry light, More rad − diant than the milk − y way; And on their hearts such won − der fell, they sang with joy "No −

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el! No − el! No − el! No − el! No − el!"

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 3026. Christmas Day 174
Music: William G James Words: John Wheeler (c) Chappell & Co

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The North wind is toss − ing the leaves The red dust is ov − er the town; The spar − rows are un − der the eaves And the

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grass in the pad − dock is brown; As we lift up our voi − ces and sing To the Christ child the hea − ven − ly king.

Full Choir

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The tree ferns in green gul − lies sway; The cool stream flows si − lent − ly by: The joy bells are greet − ing the day, And the

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chimes are a − drift in the sky, As we lift up our voi − ces and sing To the Christ child the hea − ven − ly king

3027. Calypso Carol

= 200
Michael Perry arr. Stephen Coates

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See him a − ly − ing on a bed of straw draught − y sta − ble with an op − en door.
Star of sil − ver sweep a − cross the skies, show where Je − sus in the man − ger lies
An − gels sing a − gain the song you sang bring Gods glo − ry to the heart of man

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Ma − ry cra − dl − ng the baba she bore: The prince of glo − ry is his name.
Shep − herds swift − ly from your stu − por rise to see the Sav − iour on the world
Sing that Bethl − hem’s lit − le ba − by can be sal − va − tion to the soul

Refrain
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Oh, now car − ry me to Beth − le − hem to see the lord a − ppear to men; Just as po − or as was the sta − ble then.

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prince of glo − ry when he came. V123 V4

3028. The Cherry Tree Carol

= 76

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When Jo − seph was an old man, An old man was he. He mar − ried Vir − gin Mar − y The Queen of Gal − i − lee.

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He mar − ried Vir − gin Mar − y the Queen of Gal − i − lee.
 0001 ANOTHER FALL OF RAIN
(John Neilson)
The weather has been sultry for a fortnight now or more
And the shearers have been driving might and main;
For some have got the century who ne'er got it before
But now we all are waiting for the rain
cho: For the boss is getting rusty and the ringer's caving in
His bandaged wrist is aching with the pain;
And the second man I fear will make it hot for him
Unless we have another fall of rain
Now some had taken quarters and were keeping well in bunk
When we shore the six-tooth wethers from the plain,
And if the sheep get harder then a few more men will flunk
Unless we get another fall of rain
Some cockies come here shearing, they would fill a little book
About this sad dry weather for the grain;
But here is lunch a-coming. Make way for Dick the cook
Old Dick is nigh as welcome as the rain
But the sky is clouding over and the thunder's muttering loud
And the clouds are sweeping westward o'er the plain
And I see the lightning flashing 'round the edge of yon black cloud
And I hear the gentle patter of the rain
So lads, put up your stoppers and let us to the hut
Where we'll gather 'round and have a friendly game;
While some are playing music and some play ante up
And some are gazing outward at the rain
But now the rain is over, let the pressers spin the screw
Let the teamsters back their wagons in again;
We'll block the classer's table by the way we push them through
For everything goes merry since the rain
final chorus:
And the boss he won't be rusty when his sheep they all are shore
And the ringer's wrist won't ache much with the pain
Of pocketing his cheque for a hundred quid or more
And the second man will press him hard again
0001 THE OLD PALMER'S SONG
Oh, the wind is fair and free my boys, the wind is fair and free
The steamer's course is North my boys,and the Palmer we will see
The Palmer we will see my boys, and cooktown's muddy shore
Where I'vebeen told there's lots of gold so stay down South no more
Cho:
So blow ye winds heigh-ho, a-digging we will go
We'll stay no more down South my boys, so let the music play
In spite of what I'm told, I'm off in search of gold
And we'll make a push for a new gold rush, a thousand miles away
0001 RODDY MCCORLEY
(Words by Ethna Carberry; music traditional)
O see the fleet-foot host of men, who march with faces drawn,
From farmstead and from fishers' cot, along the banks of Ban;
They come with vengeance in their eyes. Too late! Too late are they,
For young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
Oh Ireland, Mother Ireland, you love them still the best
The fearless brave who fighting fall upon your hapless breast,
But never a one of all your dead more bravely fell in fray,
Than he who marches to his fate on the bridge of Toome today
Up the narrow street he stepped, so smiling, proud and young
About the hemp-rope on his neck, the golden ringlets clung;
There's ne'er a tear in his blue eyes, fearless and brave are they,
As young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
When last this narrow street he trod, his shining pike in hand
Behind him marched, in grim array, a earnest stalwart band
To Antrim town! To Antrim town, he led them to the fray,
But young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
The grey coat and its sash of green were brave and stainless then,
A banner flashed beneath the sun over the marching men;
The coat hath many a rent this noon, the sash is torn away,
And Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
Oh, how his pike flashed in the sun! Then found a foeman's heart,
Through furious fight, and heavy odds he bore a true man's part
And many a red-coat bit the dust before his keen pike-play,
But Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
There's never a one of all your dead more bravely died in fray
Than he who marches to his fate in Toomebridge town today;
True to the last! True to the last, he treads the upwards way,
And young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
Recorded by Kingston Trio, Clancys. Additional words from RG, overheard
in the White Horse Tavern, NY in 1958
0001 MAGGIE MAY
Now you jolly sailor lads, come listen to my tale,
I'm sure you will have cause to pity me,
I was a damned young fool in the port of Liverpool,
When I called there on my first port home from sea
cho: Oh Maggie, Maggie May
They have taken her away
To slave upon Van Dieman's cruel shore
Oh, you robbed so many whalers, and dosed so many sailors
But you'll never cruise 'round Peter Street no more
I was staying at the Home, from a voyage to Sierre Leone,
And two-pound-ten a month was all my pay,
As I jingled with my tin, I was easy taken in,
By a little girl up there called Maggie May
cho:
Oh. I'll never forget the day when I first met Maggie May,
She was standing on a corner at Canning Place,
In a full-sized crin-o-line, like a frigate of the line,
And as she saw I was a sailor I gave chase
She gave me a saucy nod, and I, like a farmer's clod,
Let her take me line abreast in tow,
And under all plain sail, we ran before the gale
And to the Crow's Nest Tavern we did go
Next morning when I woke, I found that I was broke,
No shoes or shirt or trousers could I find,
When I asked her where they were, she answers "My dear sir,
They're down in Lewis' pawnshop number nine."
So to Lewis' I did go, but no clothing could I find,
And the policeman took that wicked girl away,
And the judge he guilty found her, of robbing a homeward-bounder,
And now she's doing time in Botany Bay
She was chained and sent away from Liverpool one day,
The lads all cheered as she sailed down the bay,
And every sailor lad, he only was too glad
They'd sent that old whore out to Botany Bay
0002 LAZY HARRY'S
We started out from Roto when the sheds had all cut out
And with whips and whips of rhino that we meant to push about
With a three spot cheque between us and Sydney in our eye
We camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
Cho
And we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
The road to Gundagai, not five miles to Gundagai
Yes we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
We crossed the Murrumbidgee near old Yanko in a week
We passed through old Narrandera and crossed the Burnett Creek
And we never stopped at Wagga for we'd Sydney in our eye
And we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
We through our flaming swags off, and marched in to the bar
We ordered rum and raspberry, and a shilling each cigar
The girl that served that poison, she winked at me so sly
So we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
Well I've seen a lot of girls me boys, and I've drunk lots of beer
I've met with some of both me lads, that left me feeling queer
But for beer to knock you sideways, and girls to make you sigh
You should camp at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
In a week our spree was over and our cheque was all knocked down
We shouldered our matildas, and headed out of town
The girls stood us o nobbler, we sadly waved goodbye
And we tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
Final cho And we tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
The road to Gundagai, not five miles to Gundagai
And we tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai
The pub was flooded by the Snowy mountain Scheme
0003 THE RAKES OF MALLOW
Beauing, belleing, dancing, drinking,
Breaking windows, cursing, sinking
Ever raking, never thinking,
Live the Rakes of Mallow;
Spending faster than it comes,
Beating waiters bailiffs, duns,
Bacchus' true begotten sons,
Live the Rakes of Mallow
One time naught but claret drinking, 0007 DAVY NICK NACK
Then like politicians, thinking ?old children's song
To raise the "sinking funds" when sinking
Live the Rakes of Mallow 0007 GRANDFATHER'S CLOCK
When at home, with da-da dying, (Henry Clay Work)
Still for mellow water crying; My grandfather's clock was too tall for the shelf
But, where there's good claret plying So it stood ninety years on the floor
Live the Rakes of Mallow It was taller by half than the old man himself
Racking tenants, stewards teasing, But it weighed not a pennyweight more
Swiftly spending, slowly raising, It was bought on the morn on the day that he was born
Wishing to spend all their days in It was always his treasure and pride
Raking as at Mallow But it stopped, short, never to go again
Then to end this raking life, When the old man died
They get sober, take a wife, Ninety years without slumbering
Ever after live in strife, Tic toc tic toc
And wish again for Mallow His life's seconds numbering
Also called Walls of Limerick, Mallow Fling Balls Up(Austr) Tic toc tic toc
British 18th Century tune, words by A.R.Body It stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
0004 SPANISH LADY In watching its pendulum swing to and fro
Two other songs use tis tune, Galway City, and in NZ Shanty by the Way Many hours he had spent when a boy
As I went down to Dublin city, And through childhood and manhood, the clock seemed to know
At the hour of twelve at night, And to share both his grief and his joy
Who should I see but a Spanish lady,
For it struck 24 when he entered at the door
Washing her feet by candlelight
With a blooming and beautiful bride,
First she washed them, then she dried them
But it stopped, short, never to go again
Over a fire of amber coal,
When the old man died
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul CHORUS
CHORUS: My grandfather said that of those he could hire
Whack fol the toora, toora laddy Not a servant so faithful he'd found,
Whack fol the foora loora lay For it kept perfect time and it had one desire
At the close of each day to be wound
As I came back through Dublin city
At the hour of half past eight At it kept to its place, not a frown upon its face
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady At its hands never hung by its side
Brushing her hair in the broad daylight But it stopped, short, never to go again
First she tossed it, then she brushed it, When the old man died
On her lap was a silver comb CHORUS
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam It rang an alarm in the still of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb
CHORUS And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight
As I went back through Dublin city That his hour of departure had come
As the sun began to set Still the clock kept the time
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady With a soft and muffled chime
Catching a moth in a golden net As we silently stood by his side
When she saw me then she fled me But it stopped, short, never to go again
Lifting her petticoat over her knee When the old man died
In all my life I ne'er did see Before this song became popular, the floor standing clocks were
A maid so shy as the Spanish lady known merely as tall clocks, and became known as grandfather
CHORUS clocks as a result of the singing of this song
I've wandered north and I've wandered south
Through Stonybatter and Patrick's Close 0007 LOCH LOMOND
Up and around the Gloucester Diamond By Lady John Scott of Victorian times, about the retreat ofbonnie Prince
And back by Napper Tandy's house Charlieto Scotland from England.One of his followers, about to be executed said to
Old age has laid her hand on me his sweethear
Cold as a fire of ashy coals By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
In all my life I ne'er did see Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
A maid so sweet as the Spanish lady Where me and my true love were ever won't to gae
CHORUS On the bonnie bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond
O' ye'll tak the high road and I'll tak the low road,
0004 ROSE TREE And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again,
Also called Portlaige, a Gaelic song
On the bonnie bonnie banks o' loch Lomond
0007 ST ANTHONY'S Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
Also called Pat Horgan's #1, Kerry #1, Glenside #1, St Anne's On the steep steep side o' Ben Lomond,
Where in deep purple hue, the Hieland hills we view,
0007 RATTLIN' BOG And the moon coming oot in the gloaming
Hey ho, the rattlin' bog &c
The bog down in the valley -o
The wee birdies sing, and the wild flowers spring,
The rare bog, the rattlin' bog
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
The bog down in the valley -o
But the broken heart will ken nae second spring again,'
Now in this bog there was a tree Though the waefu' may cease fae their greeting
A rare tree, a rattlin' tree
&c
Tree in the bog and the bog down in the valley -o
Now on this tree there was a limb
A rare limb, a rattlin' limb 0008 SCOTLAND THE BRAVE
Limb on the tree, tree in the bog, and the bog down in the valley -o Pipe march used in Australia for the Gay Gordons
Also called Mist on the Bog, Mist Down in the Valley.Children's song Hark where the night is falling
hark hear the pipes a calling
Loudly and proudly calling down thru the glen 0010 DINGLE REGATTA
There where the hills are sleeping
The regatta was held in Dingle Harbour, Ireland
Now feel the blood a leaping
High as the spirits of the old highland men 0010 THE BLAYDON RACES
Towering in gallant fame (Geordie Ridley)
Scotland my mountain hame I went to Blaydon Races
High may your proud standards gloriously wave Twas on the ninth of June
Land of my high endeavor Eighteen Hundred and Sixty Two
Land of the shining river On a summer's afternoon
Land of my heart forever, Scotland the Brave I took the bus from Balmbras
High in the misty mountains And she was heavy laden
Out by the purple highlands Away we went along Collingwood Street
Brave are the hearts that beat beneath Scottish skies That's on the Road to Blaydon
Wild are the winds to meet you Oh me lads, you should've seen us gannin
Staunch are the friends that greet you Passing the folks along the road
Kind as the love that shines from fair maidens eyes And all of them were starin'
All the lads and lasses there
0009 ROSIN THE BEAU They all had smilin' faces
Also called The Gentle Maiden (from the song which uses the same tune), Rosin' Gannin along the Scotswood Road
the Bow. Used for the dance, the Catalpa Relates the rescue of six Fenians in To see the Blaydon Races
Fremantle in 1875 We flew past Armstrong's factory
I've traveled all over this world And up by the Robin Adair
And now to another I go But gannin ower the Railway Bridge
And I know that good quarters are waiting The bus wheel flew off there
To welcome old Rosin the Beau The lasses lost their crinolenes
To welcome old Rosin the Beau And veils that hide their faces
To welcome old Rosin the Beau I got two black eyes and a broken nose
And I know that good quarters are waiting In gannin to Blaydon Races
To welcome old Rosin the Beau Oh me lads..
When I'm dead and laid out on the counter Now when we got the wheel back on
A voice you will hear from below Away we went again
Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey But them that had their noses broke
To drink with old Rosin the Beau" They went back ower hyem
To drink with old Rosin the Beau" Some went to the dispensary
To drink with old Rosin the Beau" And some to Doctor Gibbses
Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey And some to the infirmary
To drink with old Rosin the Beau" To mend their broken ribses
Then get a half dozen stout fellows Oh me lads..
And stack them all up in a row We flew across the Tyne Bridge
Let them drink out of half gallon bottles And came to Blaydon Toon
To the memory of Rosin the Beau The barman he was calling then
To the memory of Rosin the Beau They called him Jackie Broon
To the memory of Rosin the Beau I saw him talking to some chaps
Let them drink out of half gallon bottles And them he was persuadin'
To the memory of Rosin the Beau To gan and see Geordie Ridley's show
At the Mechanics' Hall in Blaydon
Then get this half dozen stout fellows
And let them all stagger and go Oh me lads..
And dig a great hole in the meadow Now when we got to Paradise
And in it put Rosin the Beau There were bonny games begun
And in it put Rosin the Beau There were four and twenty on the bus
And in it put Rosin the Beau And how we danced and sung
And dig a great hole in the meadow They called on me to sing a song
And in it put Rosin the Beau So I sang 'em 'Paddy Fagan'
I danced a jig and I swung me twig
Then get ye a couple of bottles The day I went to Blaydon
Put one at me head and me toe
With a diamond ring scratch upon them Oh me lads..
The name of old Rosin the Beau The rain it poured down all the day
The name of old Rosin the Beau And made the ground quite muddy
The name of old Rosin the Beau Coffee Johnny had a white hat on
With a diamond ring scratch upon them Shouted 'Wee stole the cuddy?'
The name of old Rosin the Beau There were spice stalls and monkey shows
And old wives selling ciders
I've only this one consolation And the chap on the ha'penny roundabout
As out of this world I go Saying 'Any more lads for riders?'
I know that the next generation
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau Oh me lads... (to fade)
note: a famous Geordie song
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau
I know that the next generation 0013 MUCKIN GEORDIE'S BYRE
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau Music hall bawdy song from Scottish Lowlands
I fear that old tyrant approaching 0013 HAYMAKER'S
That cruel remorseless old foe
Also called Harvest Time A longways dance going back to at least the 17th
And I lift up me glass in his honor
Century
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau 0013 THE OYSTER GIRL
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau As I walked up Manchester Street,
And I lift up me glass in his honor A pretty little oyster girl I happened for to meet,
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau And into her basket so neatly I did peep
Recorded by Tommy Makem on "The Best of the Clancy Bros. And Tommy Makem To see if she had gotten any oysters
cho: "O, it's oysters, oysters, oysters," quo' she, Will every song we've sung stay with us forever?
"If you wanl any oysters, buy them a' frae me, Will you dance in my dreams or my arms until then?
It's four for a penny, but five I'll gie to thee, Under the moon the mountains lie sleeping,
If you deal in my basket o' oysters." Over the lake the stars shine
"We'll go down to yon tavern, yon tavern, quo' she, They wonder if you and I will be keeping,
"And we'll get a bottle, it's one, two or three, The magic and music, or leave them behind
"And then to the dance hall an hour, two or three," recorded by Priscilla Herdman on "Forever & Always" on Flying Fish records.
Where she laid down her basket o'oysters Relates to a Folk Festival: contemporaty Note: One of two lyrics that Mr. Ungar
We danced till my noddle was all in a clew, has authorized. RG
Then out of my pocket my treasure she drew, 0021 ASHOKAN FAREWELL (ANOTHER)
And downstairs like lightning this oyster girl flew
May the one that you love
And left me her basket o'oysters
Be your lover for ever,
"O, it's landlord, landlord, landlord," quo' he, And constancy bind you
"Did you see the little oyster girl was dancing with me? Through all of the years;
She has rifled my pockets and stolen my money May all of your hopes
And left me a basket o' oysters." Be for one world together
This tune also has a 'C' part And all of your visions
Unclouded by tears
0017 DASHING WHITE SERGEANT CHORUS:
by Henry Bishop in 1826. Used in Scottish Country Dance May the world be one home,
One song without sorrow,
0017 DONKEY RIDING Where all that you wish will be;
English sea shanty And may her song hold
Were you ever in Quebec Your peaceful tomorrow;
Stowin' timber on the deck? And in your tomorrow
Where there's a king with a golden crown One moment for me
(where ye'd break yer bleedin' neck) Let all men of faith
Riding on a donkey! Break bread with each other;
cho: Way O and away we go Let no man deny the faith
Were you ever off the Horn Other men find;
Where it's always fine and warm? Let each man be just
Where's there's a lion and a unicorn And have trust in his brother,
Riding on a donkey To live not for one
Note: Reportedly, "Donkey" refers to a donkey engine, used for loading and But for all of mankind
unloading cargo. A variation on Hieland Laddie, which often has interchangeable To live with the Earth
verses. Also see HIELANLD. David Johnson states the donkeywas the sewing machine Without fear of her forces,
operated by ratings on board Or those made by man
In the blindness of greed;
0018 I'LL TELL ME MA To live in one world
I'll tell me ma when I get home And to share her resources;
The boys won't leave the girls alone Where many have plenty
They pull my hair, they steal my comb Let none die of need
But that's all right till I get home Let all men by peace
She is handsome, she is pretty And by reason be guided;
She is the belle of Belfast city Let home be to no man
She is courting one, two, three A prison of birth;
Hey, won't you tell me, who is he? May no man draw lines
That leave all men divided,
Albert Mooney says he loves her The wold's only homeland
All the boys are fighting for her Be all of the Earth
Knock at the door and ring the bell By: Les Barker, published in "Borzoi Ballet"
Hey, my true love, are you well
Out she comes as white as snow 0022 THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Our Jenny Murry says she'll die Farewell to you, my own true love;
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye I am going far away
I am bound for California,
Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high But I know that I'll return someday
Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high
Snow come tumbling from the sky CHORUS So fare thee well, my own true love,
She's as nice as apple pie And when I return, united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
She'll get a fellow by and by But, my darling, when I think of thee
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she gets home I have shipped on a Yankee sailing ship;
Let them all come as they will Davy Crockett is her name
It's Albert Mooney she loves still And Burgess is the captain of her,
Recorded by Clancys And they say she is a floating hell
traditional. arranged by Jacqui and Bridie CHORUS
Oh, the sun is on the harbour, love,
0021 ASHOKAN FAREWELL And I wish I could remain,
(Words Grian McGregor; tune Jay Ungar) For I know it will be some long time
The sun is sinking low in the sky above Ashokan, Before I see you again
The pines and the willows know soon we will part
CHORUS
There's a whisper in the wind of promises unspoken,
And a love that will always remain in my heart
0024 THERE IS A TAVERN IN THE TOWN
My thoughts will return to the sound of your laughter, There is a tavern in the town, in the town, in the town,
The magic of moving as one And there my true love sits him down, sitg him down,
And a time we'll remember long ever after And drinks his wine as ~ never thinks of me
The moonlight and music and dancing are done Fare-thee-well for I must leave thee, Do not let this parting grieve thee,
Will we climb the hills once more? And remember that the best of friends must part, must part,
Will we walk the woods together? Adieu, Adieu, kind friends Adieu, Adieu, I can no longer stay with you, stay
Will I feel you holding me close once again? with you,
I'll hang my heart on the weeping willow tree, And may the world go well with From the two in the pole to the one in the lead
thee A billy for each holds a comfortable feed

0024 PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES Then the fire I make and the water I get
And corned beef and damper, in order, I set
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile,
But I don't touch the grub, though so hungry I be
While you've a lucifer to light your fag, smile boys thats the style,
I wait till it's ready - the billy of tea
What's the use of worrying, it never was worth while,
So, pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, and smile, smile, smile SOUTH WIND
South wind of the gentle rain, you banish winter weather
0024 DON'T DILLY DALLY ON THE WAY Bring salmon to the pool again, the bees among the heather
My old man siad follow the van, but don't dilly dally on the way, If northward now you mean to blow, as you rustle soft above me
Off went the cart with me home packed in it, I walked behind with me old cock God speed be with you as you go and a kiss for those that love me
linet From south I come with velvet breeze, my word all nature blesses,
But I dillied and dallied, Dallied and dillied, lost the van and don't know I melt the snow and strew the leaves with flowers and warm caresses;
where to to roam, I'll help you to dispel your woes, with joy I'll take your greeting
I stopped on the way to have the old half quartern, and I can't find my way And bear it to your loved Mayo upon my wings so fleeting
home
Ny Connaught, famed for wine and play, so leal, so gay, so loving
Here's my fond kiss I send today borne on the wind in its roving
0026 RULE BRITANNIA Those Munster folk are good and kind, right royally they treat me
Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the way, Britians never', never, never will be
But this land I'd gladly leave behind, with your Connaught pipes to greet me
slaves
Recorded by Archie Fisher. He credits it to Donal O'Sullivan. Redpath, who also
0026 LOVELY BUNCH OF COCONUTS recorded it, calls it trad. SD, BW
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, there they are all standing in a ro'4,
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head, 0035 ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS
Give them a flick, a twist of the wrist, thats what the showman said Believe me if all those endearing young charms
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, every ball you throw will make you rich, I gave oh so fondly today
There stands my wife, the idol of my life, Singing a roll a roll a ball a penny Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms
a pitch Like fairy gifts fading away
Roll a roll a ball a penny a pitch, Roll a roll a ball a penny a pitch, Thou wouldst still be adored
Roll a roll a ball, Roll a roll a ball, As this moment thou art
Singing roll a roll a ball a penny a pitch And around each ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still
0026 SHIP AHOY! It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
All the nice girls love a sailor, And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
All the nice girls love a tar, That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known
For there's something about a sailor, To which time will but make thee more dear
Well you know what sailors are
Bright and breezy, free and easy, Oh the heart that has truly loved never forgets
He's the ladies' pride and joy, But as truly loves on to the close
Falls in love with Kate and Jane, As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets
Then he's off to sea again, The same look that she gave when he rose
Ship Ahoy!, Ship Ahoy Adapted from an 1808 tune,'My lodgings in the Cold Cold ground' by Thomas Moore,

0029 YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE 0037 AFTER THE BALL

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey, COMPOSER:(Charles K. Harris)
You'll never know dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away A little maiden climbed an old man's knee
The other night dear, as I lay sleeping1 I dreamt that you were by my side Begged for a story, "Do, uncle, please!"
When I awoke dear, I was mistaken, So I held my head and cried Why are you single? Why live alone?
Have you no babies? Have you no home?"
0030 IF YOU KNEW SUSIE "I had a sweetheart, years, years ago
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie, Oh! Oh! Oh! what a gal, Where she is now, pet, you will soon know
There's none so classy as that fair lassy, Oh! Oh! Holy Moses, what a chassis List to the story, I'll tell it allI believ'd her faithless, after the ball."
We went riding, she wouldn't talk, Back from Yonker, I'm the one who had to cho: After the ball is over,
walk, After the break of morn,
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie, Oh! Oh! what a gal After the dancers' leaving
After the stars are gone;
0031 ROLL OUT THE BARREL Many a heart is aching
Roll out the Barrel, We'll have a barrel of fun, If you could read them all
Roll out the Barrel, We've got the blues on the run, Many the hopes that have vanished
Zing-boom -to-rar-rel, Ring out a song of good cheer, After the ball
Now's the time to roll the barrel, cause the gangs all here Bright lights were flashing in the grand ballroom
Softly the music playing sweet tunes;
0032 BILLY OF TEA There came my sweetheart, my love, my own,
Cho You can talk of your whisky, talk of your beer "I wish some water, leave me alone."
There's something much nicer that's waiting us her
When I returned, dear, there stood a man
It sits on the fire, beneath the gum tree
Kissing my sweetheart, as lovers can
There's nothing much nicer than a billy of tea
Down fell the glass, pet, broken, that's all
So fill up your tumbler as high as you can Just as my heart was, after the ball
And don't you dare tell me its not the best plan
Long years have passed, child, I've never wed
You can let all your beer and your spirits go free True to my lost love, though she is dead
I'll stick to my darling old billy of tea
She tried to tell me, tried to explain
I rise in the morning as soon as it's light I would not listen, pleadings were vain
And go to the nosebag to see it's alright
One day a letter came from that man,
That the ants on the sugar no morgage have got
He was her brother, the letter ran;
And straight away sling my old black billy pot
That's why I'm lonely, no home at all
And while it is boiling the horses I seek I broke her heart, pet, after the ball
And follow them down as far as the creek
I take off their hobbles and let them run free 0037 WHEN I GROW TOO OLD TO DREAM
Then haste to tuck into my billy of tea We have been gay, going our way
And at night when I camp, if the day has been warm Life has been beautiful, we have been young
I give to my horses their tucker of corn After you've gone, life will go on
Like an old song we have sung Rome where he was born
When I grow too old to dream
I'll have you to remember 0041 TENNESSEE WALTZ
When I grow too old to dream I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz,
Your love will live in my heart When an old friend I happened to see
Introduced him to my loved one,
So, kiss me my sweet
And while they were waltzing,
And so let us part
My friend stole my sweetheart from me
And when I grow too old to dream
That kiss will live in my heart I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
Now I know just how much I have lost
And when I grow too old to dream
Yes, I lost my little darlin'
Your love will live in my heart
The night they were playin'
- words by Oscar Hammerstein II, music by Sigmund Romberg
That beautiful Tennessee Waltz
0037 LET ME CALL YOU SWEETHEART
Let me call you sweetheart, I'm in love with you 0042 SWEET ROSY O'GRADY (MAUDE
Let me hear you whisper that you love me too NUGENT)
Keep the lovelight glowing in your eyes so true Down around the corner of the street where I reside,
Let me call you sweetheart, I'm in love with you There lives the cutest little girl that I have ever spied
(c) Harold Rossiter Music Co Her name is Rose O' Grady and I don't mind telling you
That she's the sweetest little rose this garden ever grew
0038 PLAISIR D'AMOUR cho: Sweet Rosie O' Grady,
The joys of love are but a moment long My dear little Rose
The pain of love endures the whole life long She's my steady lady,
Most ev 'ryone knows;
Your eyes kissed mine, I saw the love in them shine And when we are married,
You brought me heaven right there when your eyes kissed mine How happy we'll be;
My love loves me, a world of wonder I see I love Sweet Rosie O' Grady and
A rainbow shines thru my window; my love loves me Rosie O' Grady loves me
And now he's gone like a dream that fades in the dawn I never shall forget the day she promised to be mine
But the words stay locked in my heartstrings; my love loves me As we sat telling love-tales in the goldedn summertime
'Twas on her finger then I placd a small engagement ring
Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'on moment While in the trees, the little birds, this song they seemed to sing:
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie
COMPOSER:Copyright 1896 SOURCE:Digitrad
J'ai toute quitte pour l'ingrate Sylvie
Elle me quit et me prend un autre amour 0048 I BELONG TO GLASGOW
Tant qur cette eau coutera doucement I've been wi' a couple o' cronies,
Vera a ruisseau qui bord la prairie One or two pals o' my ain;
We went in a hotel, and we did very well,
Je t'amerai, me repetait Sylvie And then we came out once again;
Mais l'eau coute encore elle a change portant Then we went into anither,
recorded by Joan Baez And that is the reason I'm fu';
We had six deoch-an-doruses, then sang a chorus,
0038 PLAISIR D'AMOUR Just listen, I'll sing it to you:
The joys of love are but a moment long I belong to Glasgow,
The pain of love endures the whole life long Dear old Glasgow town;
Your eyes kissed mine, I saw the love in them shine But what's the matter wi' Glasgow,
You brought me heaven right there when your eyes kissed mine For it's goin' roun' and roun'!
I'm only a common old working chap,
My love loves me, a world of wonder I see As anyone here can see,
A rainbow shines thru my window; my love loves me But when I get a couple o' drinks on a Saturday,
And now he's gone like a dream that fades in the dawn Glasgow belongs to me!
But the words stay locked in my heartstrings; my love loves me There's nothing in keeping your money,
Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'on moment And saving a shilling or two;
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie If you've nothing to spend, then you've nothing to lend,
J'ai toute quitte pour l'ingrate Sylvie Why that's all the better for you;
Elle me quit et me prend un autre amour There no harm in taking a drappie,
It ends all your trouble and strife;
Tant qur cette eau coutera doucement It gives ye the feeling that when you get home,
Vera a ruisseau qui bord la prairie You don't give a hang for the wife!
Je t'amerai, me repetait Sylvie CHO: I belong to Glasgow, etc
Mais l'eau coute encore elle a change portant
recorded by Joan Baez 0049 DOWN AT THE OLD BULL 'N' BUSH
Come, Come, Come.,: and make eyes at me, down at the old Bull'n'Bush,
0039 THE SKYE BOAT SONG Come, Come, Come, drink some port wine with me, Down at the old Bull'n'Bush
Hear the little German band, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la, Just let me hold your hand
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, Onward, the sailors cry
dear,
Carry the lad that's born to be king over the sea to Skye
Do, do, come and have a drink or two, Down at the old Bull'n'Bush
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, Thunderclaps rend the air, Baffled,
our foes 0069 EDELWEISS
stand by the shore, Follow they will not dare (Richard Rogers, Oscar Hammerstein Jr.)Copyright Richard Rogers, Oscar
Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird etc Hammerstein Jr. Source: Digitrad
Edelweiss, Edelweiss, every morning you greet me,
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, Ocean's a royal bed small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to meet me
Rock'd in the deep Flora will keep watch o'er your weary head Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow,
Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird etc bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss, Edelweiss, bless my homeland forever
Burned are our homes, exile and death, Scattered the loyal man
Many times, people ask me for the ""real"" version in German
Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath, Charlie will come again
I haven't seen a German translation that totally satisfies me, but here's one:
Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird etc Edelweiss, Edelweiss,
(The Skye Boat Song) Commemorating his escape from these shores when Flora Jeden Morgen mich gruessen
Macdonald took Bonnie Prince Charlie, disguised as a serving. maid, from Uist to Klein und weiss, rein und weiss,
Skye in a small boat. Flora is buried at Kilmuir on Skye. Prince Charlie near Du siehst mir aus so froehlich
Blume von weiss wie du wachs und blum, Manifold's Penguin Australian Song Book
Wachs und blum fuer ewig
Edelweiss, Edelweiss, Meine Heimat gesegnet 0116 BROWN JUG POLKA
Also called Little Brown Jug (which is the name of the popular song), Heel and
0070 WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING Toe Polka
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure it's like a morning spring 0015, 106 WALTZING MATILDA
In the lilt of Irish laughter, (Banjo Patterson)
You can hear the angels sing Once a jolly swagman sat beside the billabong,
When Irish hearts are happy, Under the shade of a coulibah tree,
All the world seems bright and gay And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
And when Irish eyes are smiling, You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Sure, they steal your heart away Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
0087 AMAZING GRACE And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see Down came a jumbuck to drink beside the billabong
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fear relieved Up jumped the swagman and seized him with glee
How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed And he sang as he tucked jumbuck in his tuckerbag
Through many dangers, toils and snares We have already come Down came the stockman, riding on his thoroughbred,
'Twas grace that brought us safe thus far and grace will lead us home Down came the troopers, one, two, three
"Where's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun Up jumped the swagman and plunged into the billabong,
We've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun And he sang as he tucked jumbuck in his tuckerbag
(Amazing Grace) The music of this song is an old pipe tune to which modern
Words have given new impetus. !t is easy to imagine the joyful return of battle. Down came the stockman, riding on his thoroughbred,
worn warriors to the skirl of the pipes. Down came the troopers, one, two, three
"Where's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
Up jumped the swagman and plunged into the billabong,
0106 CLICK GO THE SHEARS "You'll never catch me alive," cried he
cho: Click go the shears, boys, click, click, click, And his ghost may be heard as you ride beside the billabong,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick, Nineteenth century Australian bush song
The ringer looks around as he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old swagger with the blue-bellied Joe
0134 WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN
Out on the boards the old shearer stands,
Clasping his shears in his thin bony hands, SAILOR
Fixed is his eyes on a blue-bellied Joe CHO : WAY HAY AND UP SHE RISES
Glory, if he gets her, won't he make the ringer go! WAY HAY AND UP SHE RISES (PATENT BLOCKS O ' DIFF 'RENT SIZES)
The tar boy is there, and he's in great demand WAY HAY AND UP SHE RISES
With his blackened tar-pot in his tarry hand: EARL-EYE IN THE MORNING
He sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR (3X)
This is what he's waiting for, it's "Tar here, Jack!" EARL-EYE IN THE MORNING !
The tune is Ring the Bell Watchman, written by HC Work (1832-1884). Words here PUT HIM IN A LONG -BOAT TILL HE'S SOBER
are an Australian parody
KEEP HIM THERE AND MAKE 'IM BALE 'ER.
0106 DROVER'S DREAM T RICE HIM UP IN A RUNNIN' BOWLINE.
One night when travelling sheep, my companions lay asleep T IE HIM TO THE TASFFRAIL WHEN SHE'S YARD-ARM UNDER.
There was not a star to illuminate the sky PUT HIM IN THE SCUPPERS WITH A HOSE-PIPE ON HIM.
I was dreaming, I suppose, for my eyes were nearly closed T AKE 'IM AND SHAKE 'IM AND TRY AN' WAKE 'IM.
When a very strange procession passed me by
GIVE 'IM A DOSE OF SALT AND WATER.
First there came a kangaroo, with his swag of blankets blue
A dingo ran beside him for a mate GIVE 'IM A TASTE OF THE BOSUN'S ROPE -END.
They were travelling mighty fast, and they shouted as they passed STICK ON 'IS BACK A MUSTARD PLASTER.
"We'll have to jog along, it's getting late'"
SOAK 'IM IN OIL TILL HE SPROUTS A FLIPPER.
The pelican and the crane, they came in from off the plain
SHAVE HIS BELLY WITH A RUSTY RAZOR.
To amuse the company with a Highland Fling
The dear old bandicoot played a tune upon his flute PUT HIM IN THE GUARD ROOM TILL HE GETS SOBER.
And the native bears sat round them in a ring NOTE: STAMP-AND-GO SHANTY
The drongo and the crow sang us songs of long ago
While the frill-necked lizard listened with a smile 0139 BATTLE OF JERICHO
And the emu standing near with his claw up to his ear
Said, "Funniest thing I've heard for quite a while'" CHO : J OSHUA FOUGHT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO
J ERICHO, J ERICHO,
The frogs from out the swamp, where the atmosphere is damp
J OSHUA FOUGHT THE BATTLE OF J ERICHO ,
Came bounding in and sat upon the stones
AND THE WALLS COME TUMBLIN' DOWN.
They each unrolled their swags and produced from out their bags
The violin, the banjo and the bones YOU MAY TALK ABOUT YO UR KINGS OFGIDEON,
YOU MAY TALK ABOUT YO UR MEN OF SAUL,
The goanna and the snake, and the adder wide awake
BUT THERE 'S NONE LIKE GOOD OLD J OSHUA
With the alligator danced "The Soldier's Joy"
AT THE BATTLE OFJ ERICHO .
In the spreading silky oak the jackass cracked a joke
And the magpie sang "The Wild Colonial Boy" C HORUS
Some brolgas darted out from the tea-tree all about R IGHT UP TO THE WALLS OF J ERICHO
And performed a set of Lancers very well T HEY MARCHED WITH SPEAR IN HAND,
Then the parrot green and blue gave the orchestra its cue GO BLOW THEM RAM HORNS, J OSHUA CRIED
To strike up "The Old Log Cabin in the Dell." C AUSE THE BATTLE IS IN MY HAND.
I was dreaming, I suppose, of these entertaining shows C HORUS
But it never crossed my mind I was asleep T HEN THE LAMB, RAM, SHEEP HORNS BEGIN TO BLOW
Till the Boss beneath the cart woke me up with such a start AND THE TRUMPETS BEGIN TO SOUND
Yelling, "Dreamy, where the hell are all the sheep?" J OSHUA'S TOLD THE CHILDREN TO SHOUT THAT MORNIN'
Notes There are many variants of this very popular song which has been collected AND THE WALLS COME TUMBLIN' DOWN.
form Darwin in the north down to Victoria. This version was printed in John C HORUS
 Lilli burlero, bullen a la
0140 NO HIDING PLACE DOWN THERE cho: Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
There's no hiding place down here Lilli burlero, bullen a la
There's no hiding place down here Lero lero, lero lero,
Oh I ran to the rock to hide my face Lilli burlero, bullen a la
The rock cried out, ""No hiding place""
Ho, by my Soul, it is a Talbot;
No hiding place down here.
And he will cut all de English throat,
The rock cried out, ""I'm burning, too."" [2x]
Though by my soul, de English do prate,
Oh the rock cried out, ""I'm burning, too
De law's on dere side and de divil knows what,
I want to go to Heaven the same as you.""
There's no hiding place down here. But if Dispense do come from de Pope,
We'll hang Magna Carta and demselves on a rope.
Sinner man he stumbled and he fell [2x]
Oh, the sinner man stumbled and he fell And de good Talbot is now made a Lord,
Wanted to go to Heaven but he had to go to ... Well, And with his brave lads he's coming aboard
There's no hiding place down here. Who all In France have taken a swear,
From the Folksinger's Wordbook: Dat day will have no Protestant heir
O but why does he stay behind?
`640 Cindy
Ho, by my soul, 'tis a Protestant wind,
You ought to see my Cindy
Now that Tyrconnel is come ashore,
She lives away down south
And we shall have Commissions galore
She's so sweet that honeybees
Swarm about her mouth. And he dat will not go to de Mass,
Shall be turned out and look like an ass,
cho: Get along home, Cindy Cindy
Get along home. Now, now de hereticks all will go down,
Get along home, Cindy Cindy By Christ and St. Patrick's the nation's our own
I'll marry you some day. (I'm a-gonna leave you now) Dere was an old prophecy found in a bog,
Cindy in the summertime Dat our land would be ruled by an ass and a dog
Cindy in the fall So now dis old prophecy's coming to pass,
If I can't hav e Cindy all the time For James is de dog and Tyrconnel's de ass
Have no one at all. Note: This immensely catchy tune first turned up in 1641 in Ulster. In 1688,
Cindy is a pretty girl King James II designated Colonel Richard Talbot, a Catholic, as Earl of Tyrconnel
Cindy is a peach; and sent him to Ireland as Lord Lieutenant. This enraged the English and Irish
Threw her arms around my neck Protestants, who took up this song-"For James is de dog and Tyrconnel's de ass"-as
Hung on like a leach. their protest. It's been claimed that this tune "whistled James from the throne of
England." A nice, if apocryphal, line. RG Tune also called "The Protestant Boys"
Cindy got religion,
Tell you what she done:
Walked up to the minister 0279 DROPS OF BRANDY
Chawed her chewin' gum. Popular in Nelson's navy, it is the tune used for several Australian songs by
Charles Thatcher around 1860
Cindy got religion,
She had it once before
When she heered my old banjo
0287 QUAKER'S WIFE
She's the first one on the floor. Also called Merrily Danced (or Kissed) the Quaker's Wife

Cindy got religion The Quaker's wife sat doun to bake

She really went to town; Wi a' her bairns aboot her;
Got so full of glory, Lord, She baked them every yin a cake,
Shook her stockin's down. And the miller he wants his mouter
If I had a pretty gal Sugar and spice and a' things nice
I'd put her on a shelf; And a' things verra guid in it,
Ev'ry time she smiled at me, And then the miller sat doun to play
I'd jump right up myself. A tune upon the spinet

Cindy had one blue eye Merrily danced the Quaker's wife,
She also had one brown And merrily danced the Quaker
One eye looked in the country Merrily danced the Quaker's wife,
The other one looked in town And merrily danced the Quaker
NAE (1932), 20 [= Montgomerie SNR (1946), 94 (no. 115)], + music; ODNR 358 (no.
Wish I was an apple 432). Halliwell NRE (1842), 143 (no. cclxvi) (= st. 1); Rymour Club Miscellany
Hangin on a tree II (1912- 19), 135: The Quaker's wife sat doon to bake, Wi' a' her bairns
An' every time my Cindy passed aboot her; And ilk yin got a farl cake, And that was the miller's mooter.Chambers
She'd take a bite o' me Scottish Songs (1829), 668, from the Mansfield (St Clair) MS. of c. 1780 [not in
Wish I had a needle and thread Miller's ed., 1935]: The quaker's wife sat down to bake,/ And a' her bairns about
Wish that I could sew her;/ Ilk ane got their quarter cake,/ The millergot his mou'ter./ Merrily,
I'd sew that gal to my coat tails merrily, merrily, merrily,/Merrily danced the quaker's wife,/ And merrily danced
And down the road we'd go the quakers."The Baker's Wife" is in Mason, Nursery Rhymes and Country Songs,
1877, and 2nd ed., 1908-9.With 2.1 cf. the ingredients of little girls, in the
alt chorus:
Englishrhyme (ODNR 100, no. 76), first found in Halliwell, 1844.The tune is in
Git along home, Cindy
Dick, Songs [1903] 39; and note, 364. Previously in Gillespie MS. (1768), no. 213;
Git along home to stay
Bremner, Reels (1759), 53; Oswald, Pocket Companion for the Guittar (c.1755) [So
Git along home, Cindy
merrily danc'd the Quaker]
One more night 'n' day
Words to tune are legion: Nine Inch Will Please a Lady (in
alt cho: It's kiss me, gal MMC), Thine am I, my Faithful Fair (Burns), The Maid of Arran (Watt), MacPherson
Kiss me once again. the Drover, The Reformer, etc. In the present collection, see "Whaur are ye gaun,
Oh, it's kiss me, gal my bonny wee lass?"
All night long.
Note: a typical banjo tune structure: good tune, good chorus and
0288 TURKEY IN THE STRAW
a bunch of floaters. RG As I was a-gwine down the road,
Tired team and a heavy load,
Crack my whip and the leader sprung,
0265 LILLIBURLERO l seys day -day to the wagon tongue
K:CHo brother Teague, dost hear de deeree?
Lilli burlero, bullen a la Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Dat we shall have a new deputie, Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay
Roll 'em up and twist 'em up a high tuckahaw
And twist 'em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw 0305 WHEN THE RED, RED ROBIN
When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin along along
Went out to milk, and I didn't know how,
There'll be no more sobbin when he starts throbbin his own sweet song
I milked the goat instead of the cow
Wake up wake up you sleepy head
A monkey sittin' on a pile of straw,
Get up Getup get out of bed
A-winkin' at his mother-in-law
Cheer up cheer up the sun is red
Met Mr. Catfish comin' down stream Live love laugh and be happy
Says Mr. Catfish, "What does you mean?" What if I've been blue now I'm walkin thru fields of flowers
Caught Mr. Catfish by the snout, The rain may glisten but still I listen for hours and hours
And turned Mr. Catfish wrong side out I'm just a kid again doing what I did again singin a song
Came to a river and I couldn't get across, When the red red robin comes bobbin bobbin along
Paid five dollars for a blind old hoss;
Wouldn't go ahead, nor he wouldn't stand still, 0305 FORTY TWO POUND FLOAT
So he went up and down like an old saw mill Also called Forty pound cheque/note etc
As I came down the new cut road,
Met Mr. Bullfrog, met Miss Toad 0305 THE RAKES OF MALLOW
And every time Miss Toad would sing, Beauing, belleing, dancing, drinking,
Old Bullfrog cut a pigeon wing Breaking windows, cursing, sinking
Ever raking, never thinking,
Oh I jumped in the seat and I gave a little yell
Live the Rakes of Mallow;
The horses ran away, broke the wagon all to hell
Spending faster than it comes,
Sugar in the gourd and honey in the horn
Beating waiters bailiffs, duns,
I never been so happy since the day I was born
Bac chus' true begotten sons,
Originally British, this tune was adopted by the US when published there as a
Live the Rakes of Mallow
song by this name in 1861
One time naught but claret drinking,
0305 DAISY, DAISY Then like politicians, thinking
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do, I'm half crazy oh! for the love of you To raise the "sinking funds" when sinking
It won't be a horseless carriage, I can't afford a marriage, Live the Rakes of Mallow
But you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two When at home, with da-da dying,
Still for mellow water crying;
0305 IF YOU'RE IRISH COME INTO THE But, where there's good claret plying
PARLOR Live the Rakes of Mallow
In sweet Lim'rick Town, they say, Racking tenants, stewards teasing,
Lived a chap named Patrick John MoIIoy Swiftly spending, slowly raising,
Once he sailed to U.S.A Wishing to spend all their days in
His luck in foreign parts he thought he'd try Raking as at Mallow
Now he's made his name, and is a wealthy man, Then to end this raking life,
He put a bit away for a rainy day; They get sober, take a wife,
So if you gaze upon Ever after live in strife,
The house of Patrick John, And wish again for Mallow
You'll find a notice that goes on to say: Also called Walls of Limerick, Mallow Fling Balls Up(Austr)
Chorus: If you're Irish come into the parlour, British 18th Century tune, words by A.R.Body
There's a welcome there for you;
If your name is Timothy or Pat, 0305 BOBBIE SHAFTO(E)
So long as you come from Ireland, Northumbria children's song
There's a welcome on the mat, Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,
If You come from the Mountains of Mourne, Siller buckles on his knee,
Or Killarney's lakes so blue, He'll come back and marry me,
We'll sing you a song and we'll make a fuss, Bonnie Bobbie Shafto
Whoever you are you are one of us,
If you're Irish, this is the place for you! Bobbie Shafto's fat and fair,
Combing down his yellow hair;
Patrick loved the girl he wed, He's my love for evermair,
But he could not stand his Ma-n-aw, Bonnie Bobby Shafto
Once with joy he turned quite red, Nicht at Eenie (1932), 12, with music; Montgomerie SNR (1946), 90 (no.
When she got into trouble thro' her jaw 112). This is a Northern song, shared by both sides of the border; but
Six police they had to take her to the Court, originally English. See ODNR 90; Cuthbert Sharp, Bishoprick Garland (1834),
She was informed a month she would have to do, [54], and tune, [85], from Topliff; Tyneside Songs (1891), 2; Bell RNB
So Patrick quickly wrote (1812), 283. [With music in Bruce & Stokoe (1882), 115]:
Up to the Judge a note
Explaining, "Sir, I'm much obliged to you!" Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,
With silver buckles on his knee;
He'll come back and marry me,
0305 OH JOHNNY, OH JOHNNY, OH! Bonny Bobby Shaftoe
Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny! Bobby Shaftoe's bright and fair,
How you can love! Combing down his yellow hair,
Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny! He's ma' ain for ever mair,
Heavens above! Bonny Bobby Shaftoe
You make my sad heart jump with joy,
And when you're near I just Bobby Shaftoe's getten a bairn,
Can't sit still a minute For to dandle in his airm;
I'm so, Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny! In his airm, and on his knee,
Please tell me dear Bobby Shaftoe loves me
What makes me love you so?
You're not handsom, it's true, 0305 RED APPLE JUICE
But whan I look at you, Well I ain't got no use for your red apple juice.
I just, Oh, Johnny! Ain't got no honey baby now.
Oh, Johnny! Oh! Ain't got no honey baby now.
From: Gloria "Montcomags" <Montcomags@mclinc.org>Orrin Tucker
Words by Ed Rose and music by Abe Olman An ASCAP top seller in 1917 and in the Ain't got no use for your red rocking chair
1940s with revivals by the Andrew Sisters and Glenn Miller Introduced by Henry Ain't got no honey baby there. (2X)
Lewis as a novelty in "Follow Me" (1917) and quickly adopted by Nora Bayes and It's who'll rock the cradle, and who'll sing a song,
Sophie Tucker And it's who'll be your honey when I'm gone? (2X)
Done all I do to try to live with you,
Send you back to your mama next payday (2X)
Recorded by the GPs
From Hally Wood
0305 PUTTING ON THE STYLE
Young man in a carriage, driving like he's mad
With a team of horses, he's borrowed from his dad
He cracks his whip so lively, just to see his lady's smile
But she knows he's only putting on the style
Putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me, I'm very apt to smile
To see so many people putting on the style
Sweet sixteen, she goes to church, just to see the boys
She laughs and she giggles at every little noise
She turns this way a little, she turns that way a while
But everybody knows she's only putting on the style
Young man in a restaurant smokes a dirty pipe
Looking like a pumpkin that's only halfway ripe
Smoking, drinking, chewing, and thinking all the way
There is nothing equal to putting on the style
Preacher in the pulpit shouting with all his might
Glory Hallelujah, puts the people in a fright
You might think that Satan's coming up the aisle
But it's only preacher putting on the style
Young man just back from college makes a big display
With a great big jawbreak that he can hardly say
It can't be found in Webster, and won't be for a while
But everybody knows he's only putting on the style
Doctor comes to see you, just to hold your hand
Feeds you pills and medicines and tells you you'll feel grand
And all the times he's talking, he wears a great big smile
Thinks he'll make a lot of money putting on the style
sung by Chad Mitchell Trio
0317 JOHN BROWN'S BODY
John Brown's body lies a-molderin' in the grave (3x)
But his soul goes marching on
Glory, glory hallelujah (3x)
His soul goes marching on
He captured Harper's Ferry with his nineteen men so true
He frightened old Virginia 'til she trembled through and through
They hanged him for a traitor, themselves the traitor's crew
His soul goes marching on
The stars above in Heaven are a-lookin' kindly down (3x)
On the grave of old John Brown
He's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord (3x)
His soul goes marching on
0024, 305 IT'S A LONG, LONG WAY TO
TIPPERARY
Up to mighty London came an Irishman one day,
As the streets are paved with gold, sure ev'ryone was gay;
Singing songs of Piccadilly, Strand and Leicester Square,
Till Paddy got excited, then he shouted to them there:
Chorus:"lt's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go;
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know!
Good-ye, Piccadilly!
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long, long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there! "
Paddy wrote a letter to his Irish Molly O,
Saying, "Should you not receive it,
Write and let me know!
If I make mistakes in spelling, Molly dear," said he
" Remember it's the pen that's bad,
Don't lay the blame on me."
Molly wrote a neat reply to Irish Paddy O
Saying. "Mike Mahoney wants to marry me, and so
Leave the Strand and Piccadilly, or you'll be to blame
For love has fairly drove me silly, hoping you're the same!"
Chorus
0369 MANCHESTER GALOP
Also called Murray River, Bocca Schottische
The tune for the dance of this name
0379 THE BRITISH GRENADIERS
Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules
Of Hector and Lysander, and such great names as these
But of all the world's great heroes, there's none that can compare
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadier
(last 2 lines of each verse can be repeated as chorus.)
Those heroes of antiquity ne'er saw a cannon ball
Or knew the force of poweder to slay their foes withal
But our brave boys do know it, and banish all their fears,
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, for the British Grenadier
Whene'er we are commanded to storm the palisades
Our leaders march with fusees, and we with hand grenades
We throw them from the glacis, about the enemies' ears
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, the British Grenadiers
And when the siege is over, we to the town repair
The townsmen cry, "Hurra, boys, here comes a Grenadier!
Here come the Grenadiers, my boys, who know no doubts or fears!
Then sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, the British Grenadiers
Then let us fill a bumper, and drink a health to those
Who carry caps and pouches, and wear the louped clothes
May they and their commanders live happy all their years
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, for the British Grenadiers
From Popular Music of the Olden Times, ChappellNote: Chappelle thought it's
Elizabethan, but he wasn't sure. It was popular at least in the early 18th
Century. RGEnglish
0381 MEN OF HARLECH
Men of Harlech in the hollow, do you hear like rushing billow
Wave on wave that surging fellow battle's distant sound
'Tis the tramp of Saxon foemen, Saxon spearmen, Saxon bowmen
Be they knights or hinds or yeomen, they shall bite the ground
Loose the folds asunder, flag we conquer under
The placid sky, now calm on high shall launch its bolts of thunder
Onward, 'tis our country needs us, he is bravest, he who leads us
Honor's self now proudly heeds us: Freedom, God, and Right
Rocky steeps and passes narrow flash with spear and flight of arrow
Who would think of death or sorrow? Death is glory now
Hurl the reeling horsemen over, let the earth dead foemen cover
Fate of friend or wife or lover trembles on a blow
Strands of life are riven, blow for blow is given
In deadly lock or battle shock, and mercy shrieks to Heaven
Men of Harlech, young or hoary would you win a name in story
Strike for home, for life, for glory. Freedom, God, and Right
Welsh
0402 WEARING OF THE GREEN
"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."
I met with Napper Tandy, and he took me by the hand,
And he said, "How's poor ould Ireland, and how does she stand?"
"She's the most distressful country that ever yet was seen,
For they're hanging men and women there for the Wearin' o' the Green."
"So if the color we must wear be England's cruel red
Let it remind us of the blood that Irishmen have shed;
And pull the shamrock from your hat, and throw it on the sod
But never fear, 'twill take root there, though underfoot 'tis trod
When laws can stop the blades of grass from growin' as they grow
And when the leaves in summer-time their color dare not show,
Then I will change the color too I wear in my caubeen;
But till that day, please God, I'll stick to the Wearin' o' the Green."
Irish
0469 RED RIVER VALLEY
From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our path for a while
Come and sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
But remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy who loved you so true
Won't you think of the valley you're leaving
Oh how lonely, how sad it will be?
Oh think of the fond heart you're breaking
And the grief you are causing to me Sure as heaven's above
As you go to your home by the ocean We were meant for each other
May you never forget those sweet hours Yo have to hold and to love,
That we spent in the Red River Valley You, you, you,
And the love we exchanged mid the flowers There's no one like you, you, you,
by James Kerrigen in 1896 You could make my dreams come true

0482 BANANA BOAT SONG 0490 OVER THE RAINBOW

Hey Mr.Tally man, tally me banana Someplace where there isn't any trouble..
Daylight come and I wanna go home" ...do you suppose there is such a place, Toto?
Daylight come and me want go home There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train
Chop banana til the morning come It's far, far away..
Daylight come.. Behind the moon
Day-o, day -o Beyond the rain
Daylight come.. Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,
Day-o, day -o There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
A beautiful bunch of ripe banana, Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,
Daylight come.. And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
Hide the deadly black tarantula,
Daylight come.. Someday I'll wish upon a star
Day-o...etc And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Come mister tally man, tally me banana, Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Daylight come.. Away above the chimney tops
Come mister.. That's where you'll find me
Daylingt come.. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,
I pack up all me things and I go to sea, Birds fly over the rainbow,
Daylight come.. Why then, oh why can't I?
Then all these banana see the last of me
If happy little bluebirds fly
Daylight come..
Beyond the rainbow,
Day-o...etc
Why oh why can't I?
Come mr. tallyman..."
Reprise Cut from the Movie
note: this is, more or less, the version sung by Harry Bellafonte. There's
(Judy sang this reprise in the witch's castle)
another one, song by the Tarriers; both were lifted from a Library of Congress
Someday I'll wake and rub my eyes,
field recording (the Tarriers version combines two songs) RG
and in that land beyond the skies you'll find me
I'll be a laughing daffodil
0484 JAMAICA FAREWELL and leave the silly cares that fill
(Lord Burgess)Down the way where the nights are gay my mind behind me
And the sun shines gaily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship If happy little bluebirds fly
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop Beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can't I?
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Complete Lyrics from the Original Sheet Music
Won't be back for many a day When all the world is a hopeless jumble
My heart is down, My head is turning around and the raindrops tumble all around,
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Heaven opens a magic lane
Down at the market you can hear When all the clouds darken up the skyway,
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear there's a rainbow highway to be found,
Akee, rice, salt fish are nice Leading from your window pane
And the rum is fine any time of year To a place behind the sun,
Just a step beyond the rain
Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls sway to and fro Somewhere over the rainbow way up high,
I must declare my heart is there There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby,
Though I've been from Maine to Mexico Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue,
Recorded by Belafonte And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
copyright Lord Burgess Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up where the clouds are far behind me,
0486 BLUE MOON Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone away, above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me
Without a dream in my heart Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
Without a love of my own Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I?
Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
You heard me saying a prayer for why oh why can't I?
Someone I really could care for Judy Garland - as performed by Judy Garland in The Wizard of Oz, 1939
And then there suddenly appeared before me (pre-recorded October 7, 1938)- music by Harold Arlen, lyrics by E.Y. "Yip"
The only one my arms will ever hold Harburg
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold 0497 DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE
Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alone Well I met my little bright-eyed doll, down by the riverside (3X)
Without a dream in my heart Well I met my little bright-eyed doll, down by the riverside
Without a love of my own She said have patience little man, I know you'll understand, I hardly know your
The Marcels - words by Lorenz Hart, music by Richard Rodgers name
Well maybe some sweet day, if I can have my way, Your name and mine will be the
YOU! YOU! YOU! same
(c) Zodiac Music Corp
You, you, you, 0498 BABY FACE
I'm in love with you, you, you, Baby face, you've got the cutest little baby face,
I could be so true true true, There's not another one could take your place, Baby face,
To someone like you, you, you My poor heart is jumping, you sure have started something,
Do do do do what you ought to do, Baby Face, I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace,
Take me in your arms please do I didn't need a shove, cause I just fell in love, with your little Baby Face
Let me cling to you you you
We were meant for each other
0499 BYE BYE BLACKBIRD So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, and maimed,
And they shipped us back home to Australia
Pack.up all my cares and woe, here I go, singing low "Bye, Bye Blackbird"
The legless, the armless, the blind and insane,
Where somebody waits for me, Sugars sweet, so is she, Bye, Bye Blackbird"
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
No one here can lov e and understand me, Oh! what hard luck stories they all han4
me And when our ship pulled into Circular Quay
Make my bed and light the light, I'll arrive late to-night, Blackbird, Bye Bye I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And I thank Christ there was no body waiting for me
To grieve, to mourn and to pity
0512 THE PARTING GLASS
Oh all the money that e're I spent, So now every April I sit on me porch
I spent it in good company And I watch the parade pass before me
And all the harm that e're I've done And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
alas it was to none but me Reviving old dreams and past glory,
And all I've done for want of wit And the old men march slowly, all bone stiff and sore
To memory now I can't recall They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
So fill to me the parting glass, And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
Goodnight and joy be with you all, And I ask myself the same question
Oh all the comrades that e're I had Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Are sorry now I'm going away Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And all the sweethearts that e're I had And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billibong
Would wish me one more day to stay Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
But since it falls unto my lot Copyright Larrikin Music, Ltd. Eric Bogle (Digitrad)
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call 0521 ADVANCE AUSTRALIA FAIR
Goodnight and joy be with you all Australians all, let us rejoice, For we are young and free,
We've golden soil and wealth for toil, Our home is girt by sea;
If I had money enough to spend,
Our land abounds in nature's gifts, Of beauty rich and rare;
And leisure time to sit awhile
In his t'ry's page, let ev'ry stage, Advance Australia fair,
There is a fair maid in this town,
In joyful strains then let us sing, Advance Australia fair
That sorely has my heart beguiled
Her rosey cheeks and ruby lips,
I own she has my heart in thrall 0525 KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN
Then fill me with the parting glass, Knees up Mother Brown, knees up Mother Brown,
Good night and joy be with you all Under the table you must go, ei ie, ei ie, ei ie, Oh!
The words to this song were provided to me by John J. Hillyer (JJHFFaol.com) If I catch you bending, I'll saw your legs right off,
and Knees up Mother Brown, don't get the breeze up, Knees up Mother Brown
by Brian Reilly of the Reilly Clan (ClanReillyaol.com) that sings in the New
Haven, CT area
This is a slow sweet song usually sund at the end of the night 0532 THE MINSTREL BOY
(Thomas Moore (1779-1852))Air "the Moreen" Ancient Irish Air recorded by Clancy
0518 ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS Bros on songs of Rebellion
(Sabine Baring-Gould and Arthur Sullivan) The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war In the ranks of death you'll find him;
With the cross of Jesus going on before His father's sword he hath girded on,
Christ, the royal master leads against the foe And his wild harp slung behind him;
Forward into battle, see His banners go, "Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard,
cho: Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war (Should) "Tho' all the world betrays thee,
With the cross of Jesus going on before One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
Like a mighty army, moves the Church of God
The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's steel
Brothers, we are treading where the Saints have trod;
Could not bring that proud soul under;
We are not divided, all one body we,
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again,
One in hope and doctrine, one in charity
For he tore its chords asunder;
Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
But the Church of Jesus constant will remain,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Gates of Hell can never 'gainst the Church prevail
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
We have Christ's own promise, and that can never fail
They shall never sound in slavery!
Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song 0602 I N EVER WILL MARRY
Glory, laud and honor unto Christ the King SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer
This, through countless ages, men and angels sing [Laws #K17]
Note: Yes, that's the same Arthur Sullivan as in Gilbert & RG SOURCE'S SOURCE: The Weavers
hymn
D A7 D7 G
0519 THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING One morning I rambled down by the sea shore
G D A7 D
MATILDA The wind it did whistle and the waters did roar
And how well I remember that terrible day, I heard some fair maiden give a pitiful cry
How our blood stained the sand and the water It sounded so lonesome, it swept off on high
And of how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay CHORUS: I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter I expect to live single all the days of my life
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well The shells in the ocean shall be my death-bed
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shells, While the fish in deep water swim over my head
And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell, She cast her fair body in the water so deep
Nearly blew us back home to Australia And closed her pretty blue eyes forever to sleep
And those that were left, well we tried to survive NOTE: Texas Gladden recorded this first, I think, on a Stinson
In that mad world of blood, death and fire 78. She sang it as 2-line couplets, with no formal chorus, and
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive had two extra couplets (after "It sounded so lonesome etc."
Though around me the corpses piled higher
Said William to Molly, "If you will agree
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me ass over head To give your consent love, to marrying me."
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead "My mind is to marry, and never to part
Never knew there were worse things than dying For the first time I saw you, you won my heart."
DT #405 C
Laws K17 Nobody knows, nobody sees
F G7 C
0603 SHADY GROVE Nobody knows but me
Z:Southern banjo The judge said, "son, what is your alibi?
Shady Grove If you were somewhere's else, then you won't have to die"
Shady grove my little love I said not a word, though it meant my life
Shady grove I say For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife
Shady grove my little love The scaffold is high and eternity near
Bound for shady grove She stands in the crowd and she sheds not a tear
Wish I was in shady grove But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan
Sittin in a rockin chair In a long black veil she cries o'er my bones
And if those blues would bother me Copyright Cedarwood Publishing Co., Inc. recorded by Joan Baez on One day at a
I'd rock away from there
Had a banjo made of gold 0616 THE FOGGY DEW (R EVOLUTIONARY)
Every string would shine F. P. O'Neill
The only song that it would play 'Twas down the glen one Easter morn
Wish that girl was mine To a city fair rode I.
When I was in shady grove When Ireland's line of marching men
Heard them pretty birds sing In squadrons passed me by.
The next time I go to shady grove No pipe did hum, no battle drum
Take along a diamond ring Did sound its dread tattoo
When you go to catch a fish But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell
Fish with a hook and line Rang out in the foggy dew.
When you go to court a girl Right proudly high over Dublin town
Never look behind They hung out a flag of war.
When I was a little boy 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky
All I wanted was a knife Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar.
Now I am a great big boy And from the plains of Royal Meath
I'm lookin for a wife Strong men came hurrying through;
While Brittania's sons with their long-range guns
Sailed in from the foggy dew.
0608 JACOB'S LADDER 'Twas England bade our wild geese go
l. We are climbing Jacob's ladder (3x) That small nations might be free.
Soldiers of the cross (brothers, sisters all) Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves
2. Every round goes higher,higher On the fringe of the grey North Sea.
3. Sinners do you love your Jesus? But had they died by Pearse's side
4. If you love him, why not serve him? Or fought with Valera true,
5. Rise, shine, give God the glory. Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep
6. We are climbing higher, higher 'Neath the hills of the foggy dew.
New chorus by Pete Seeger, In Allen (et al) Slave Songs The bravest fell, and the solemn bell
of the US, l867, Pilgrims Hymnal, Friends Hymnal, and other Rang mournfully and clear
sources. WS For those who died that Eas tertide
note: In the 1930's this was used as a union rallying song, with the In the springing of the year.
chorus, "Workers of the South" And the world did gaze in deep amaze
From "Rise up singing" ed. Peter Blood-Patterson: At those fearless men and true
Who bore the fight that freedom's light
Might shine through the foggy dew.
0609 FATHOM THE BOWL
Note: from the Easter Uprising of 1916
From France we do get brandy, from Jamaica it's rum,
Sweet oranges and lemons from Portugal come;
But stout, ale and cider are England's control,
0620 MARY HAMILTON
Bring me the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl. Word is to the kitchen gone
cho: Fathom the bowl, fathom the bowl, And word is to the hall,
Bring me the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl. And word is up to Madam the Queen
And that's the worst of all,
My father he do lie in the depths of the sea, That Mary Hamilton's born a babe to the highest Stuart of all
No stone for his head, but no matter to he;
There's a clear crystal fountain near England do roll "Arise, arise, Mary Hamilton,
Bring me etc. Arise and tell to me,
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
cho: I saw and heard weep by thee?"
My wife she do disturb me as I lay at my ease, "I put him in a tiny boat,
She'll do as she will and she'll say as she please; And cast him out to sea,
My wife is the devil, she's black as the coal, That he might sink or he might swim,
Bring me etc. But he'd never come back to me."
recorded by Cliff Haslam on Clockwinder "Arise, arise, Mary Hamilton,
Arise and come with me;
0613 LONG BLACK VEIL There is a wedding in Glasgow town
(Danny Dill and Marijon Wilkin) This night we'll go and see."
C She put not on her robes of black,
Ten years ago on a cold dark night Nor her robes of brown,
G7 F C But she put on robes of white,
Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light To ride into Glasgow town.
C
The people who saw they all agreed And as she rode into Glasgow town,
G7 F C The city for to see,
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried, "Ach, and alas for thee."
F C F C
She walks these hills in a long black veil "Ah, you need not weep for me," she cried
F C F C "You need not weep for me;
Visits my grave when the night winds wail For had I not slain my own wee babe
This death I would not dee."
"Ah, little did my mother think 0623 THERE BUT FOR FORTUNE
When first she cradled me, ( Phil Ochs)
The lands I was to travel in
Show me a prison, show me a jail
And the death I was to dee."
Show me a prison man whose face is growing pale
Then by and come the King himself, And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
Looked up with a pitiful eye, And there, but for fortune, go you or I
"Come down, come down, Mary Hamilton,
Show me an alley, show me a train
Tonight you'll dine with me."
Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain
"Ah, hold your tongue, my sovereign liege, And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
And let your folly be; And there, but for fortune, go you or I
For if you'd a mind to save my life
Show me the whiskey stains on the floor
You'd never have shamed me here."
Show me a drunken man as he stumbles out the door
"Cast off, cast off my gown," she cried, And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
"But let my petticoat be, And there, but for fortune, go you or I
And tie a napkin 'round my face;
Show me a country where the bombs had to fall
The gallows I would not see."
Show me the ruins of the buildings once so tall
"Last night I washed the Queen's feet, And I'll show you a young land with so many reasons why
And put the gold on her hair, And there, but for fortune, go you or I
And the only reward I find for this,
Recorded by Baez - No.5 Copyright Appleseed Music, Inc. play.exe BUTFORTU SOF
The gallows to be my share."
"Last night there were four Marys, 0624 COPPER KETTLE
Tonight there'll be but three, (Frank Beddoe)
There was Mary Beaton, and Mary Seaton,
And Mary Carmichael, and me." Get you a copper kettle
Get you a copper coil
The ballad tale told here bears resemblance to two distinct historical Fill it with new made cornmash
occurences: one relating to a 16th century incident in the court of Mary Queen of And never more you'll toil
Scots, and the other to an affair in the court of Russia's Czar Peter in the 18th
century. At his late date, however, oral traditrion has altered the story too You'll just lay there by the juniper
greatly to pinpoint the exact incident on which the valland might have been based. While the moon is bright
The long circumstantial version given there does not have much currency today Watch the jugs a filling
among traditional singers; all that usually remains is a lyric lament in which In the pale moon light
Mary Hamilton makes a farewell speech without any explanation of why she is being Build your fire with hickory
punished. Printed in "British Ballads & Folk Songs" from the Joan Baez songbook. Hickory, ash, and oak
Child #173 Don't use no green or rotten wood
They'll catch you by the smoke
0621 DONA DONA
(Original Yiddish words by Aaron Zeitlin and Shalom Secunda; My daddy, he made whiskey
English translation by Arthur Kevess and Teddi Schwartz) And my granddaddy did too
We ain't paid no whiskey tax
On a wagon bound for market Since seventeen ninety two
There's a calf with a mournful eye.
High above him there's a swallow Written in 1953 for a folk opera, "Go Lightly, Stranger"
Winging swiftly through the sky. Copyright TRO
Recorded by Baez
How the winds are laughing RG
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through 0626 ALL MY TRIALS, LORD
And half the summer's night.
Hush little baby, don't you cry
Dona dona dona dona
You know your mama was born to die
Dona dona dona down
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Dona dona dona dona
Dona dona dona down Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind
"Stop complaining," said the farmer,
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
"Who told you a calf to be"
Why don't you have wings to fly away If religion were a thing that money could buy
Like the swallow so proud and free?" The rich would live and the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why. I've got a little book that was given to me
But whoever treasures freedom, And every page spells liberty
Like the swallow must learn to fly All my trials, Lord, soon be over
sung by Joan Baez and Chad Mitchell There is a tree in Paradise
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life
0622 CUCKOO SHE'S A PRETTY BIRD All my trials, Lord, soon be over
The cuckoo she's a pretty bird recorded by Joan Baez
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings 0627 PICK A BALE OF COTTON
And tells us no lies
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale of cotton
She sucks all sweet flowers Jump down, turn around to pick a bale a day.*
To make her voice clear
She never sings cuckoo cho: Oh Lordy, pick a bale of cotton,
Till summer is near Oh Lordy, pick a bale a day.
She flies the hills over That nigger from Shiloh can pick a bale of cotton
She flies the world about That nigger from Shiloh can pick a day.
She flies back to the mountain Me and my gal can pick etc.
She mourns for her love Me and my wife etc.
The cuckoo she's a pretty bird Me and my buddy etc.
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings Me and my poppa etc.
And tells us no lies Takes a might big man to etc.
NOT E: A bale of cotton weighs about a quarter of a ton. Nobody ever picked
 a bale in a day. An astounding number of folkies sing "pick a bale of "Good-by, Mr. Farmer;
hay". That's not bragging; it's just silly. You don't pick hay. I'll see you again next June."
Willie Moore was a King, his age twenty -one De Farmer took de Boll Weevil
Courted a maiden fair; An' buried him in hot san';
Her eyes were like two diamonds bright De Boll Weevil say to de Farmer
Raven black was her hair, hmmm hmmm hmmm... "I'll stan' it like a man"
He courted her both day and night, Den de Farmer took de Boll Weevil
To marry him she did agree, An' lef' him on de ice;
But when they went to get her parents' consent, Says de Boll Weevil to de Farmer,
They said, "This could never be," hmmm, hmmm, hmmm... "Dis is mighty cool an' nice."
"I love Willie Moore," sweet Annie replied, Mr. Farmer took little Weevil
"Better than I love my life, And put him in Paris Green;
And l would rather die than weep here and cry, "Thank you, Mr. Farmer,
Never to be his wife," hmmm, hmmm, hmmm... It's the best I ever seen."
That very same night sweet Anne disappeared, Den de Farmer say to de Merchan
They searched the country 'round "We's in an awful fix;
In a little stream by the cabin door, De Boll Weevil's et all de cotton up
The body of sweet Annie was found' hmmm, hmmm, hmm An' lef' us only sticks."
Sweet Annie's parents they live all alone, Den de Merchant say to de Farmer,
One mourns, the other cries, "Whut do you tink o' dat ?
ln a little green mound in front of their door Ef you kin kill de Boll Weevil
The body of sweet Annie now lies. I'll give you a bran-new Stetson hat"
Willie Moore scarce spoke that anyone knew, Oh, de Farmer say to de Merchant,
Soon from his friends did part; "I ain't made but only one bale,
And the last heard of him was he's on Montreal An' befo' I bring yo' dat one
Where he died of a broken heart. I'll fight an' go to jail"
Recorded by Baez De Sharpshooter say to de Boll Weevil,
play.exe WILLMOOR "What you doin' in dis square? "
RG An' the Boll Weevil say to de Sharpshooter,
"I'se makin' my home in here."
0627 PICK A BALE OF COTTON Oh de Boll Weevil say to the Dutchman,
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale of cotton "Jes' poison me ef yo' dare,
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale a day.* An' when yo' come to make yo' crop
I'll punch out every square"
cho: Oh Lordy, pick a bale of cotton,
Oh Lordy, pick a bale a day. De Boll Weevil say to de Farmer,
"You better lemme alone,
That nigger from Shiloh can pick a bale of cotton I've et up all yo' cotton
That nigger from Shiloh can pick a day. An' now I'll begin on de co'n"
Me and my gal can pick etc. Boll Weevil say to de Doctor,
Me and my wife etc. "Better po' out all yo' pills,
Me and my buddy etc. When I git through wid de Farmer,
He cain't pay no doctor's bills."
Me and my poppa etc.
Boll Weevil say to de Preacher,
Takes a might big man to etc. "You better close yo' chu'ch do',
NOTE: A bale of cotton weighs about a quarter of a ton. Nobody ever picked When I git through wid de Farmer,
a bale in a day. An astounding number of folkies sing "pick a bale of He cain't pay de Preacher no mo'"
hay". That's not bragging; it's just silly. You don't pick hay. RG De Merchant got half de cotton,
De Boll Weevil got de res'
0628 THE BOLL WEEVIL Didn't leave de nigger's wife
[Laws #I17] But one old cotton dress.
Oh, have you heard de lates', (And it's full of holes, etc.)
Dc lates' of de songs? Rubber-tired buggy,
It's about dem little Boll Weevils, Decorated hack,
Dey's picked up bofe feet an' gone Took dem Boll Weevils to de graveyard,
A-lookin' for a home, An' ain't goin' bring 'em back.
Jes a-lookin' for a home. Ef anybody axes you
De Boll Weevil is a little bug Who wuz it writ dis song,
F'um Mexico, dey say, Tell 'em 'twuz a dark-skinned nigger
He come to try dis Texas soil Wid a pair o' blue duckins on,
En thought he better stay, A-lookin' for a home etc.
De nigger say to de Boll Weevil From American Ballads and Folk Songs, Lomax
"Whut makes yo' head so red?" Note: Use a bit of imagination in adapting the chorus to the
"I's been wanderin de whole worl' ovah verses.."It'll be my home", or "Ain't got no home" etc.
Till it's a wonder I ain't dead DT #664
Laws I17
First time I saw Mr. Boll Weevil,
He wuz on de western plain; 0629 THE HAPPY WANDERER
Next time I saw him,
I love to wander by the stream
He wuz ridin' on a Memphis train
That dances in the sun
De nex' time I saw him, So joyously it calls to me,
He was runnin' a spinnin' wheel; Come join my happy song.
De nex' time I saw him,
I wave my hat to all I meet
He was ridin' in an automobile
And they wave back to me.
De fus' time I saw de Boll Weevil The bluebird calls so loud and sweet
He wuz settin' on de square, From every greenwood tree.
The nex' time I saw de Boll Weevil
High overhead the skylarks wing,
He had all his family dere
They never rest at home,
Then the Farmer got angry, But just like me they love to sing
Sent him up in a balloon;
As o'er the world we roam. Thought he oughter jine he daughter,
Oh, may I go a-wandering Now he's with his Clementine.
Until the day I die CHORUS
Oh, may I always laugh and sing In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Beneath God's clear blue sky! Robed in garments soaked in brine;
Though in life I used to hug her,
0631 ON TOP OF OLD SMOKY Now she's dead, I draw the line.
On top of old Smoky, all covered with snow -----------------------------------------------------------------
I lost my true lover from courting too slow
A remarkable ballad developed in San Francisco toward the end of
Though courting's a pleasure and parting is grief the nineteeth century. It became a favorite college song during
A false-hearted lover is worse than a thief the Reconstruction period.
For a thief will just rob you and take what you have Additional verses (Boy Scouts and others)RG
But a false-hearted lover will lead you to the grave
In a churchyard, 'neath a gravestone
The grave will decay you and turn you to dust Where the myrtle doth entwine.
Not one boy in a thousand a poor girl can trust There are posies, and some roses
He'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies Fertilized by Clementine.
Than cross-ties on a railroad or stars in the skies How I missed her, how I missed her
Recorded by Ives How I missed my Clementine!
Till I kissed her little sister
0632 COMING 'ROUND THE MOUNTAIN And forgot my Clementine.
All you Boy Scouts, take fair warning
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, when she comes
From this dreadful tale of mine.
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes
Artificial respiration
She'll be coming 'round the mountain,
Would have saved my Clementine.
She'll be coming 'round the mountain
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes. Recorded by the Weavers
She'll be huffin' and a-puffin'...
Oh, we'll all come out to meet her ... 0636 MICHAEL , R OW THE BOAT ASHORE
We will kill the old red rooster... Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah,
Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah.
She'll be wearing pink pajamas...
Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah,
(plus some bawdy ones) Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah.
Everybody asks her, did she come. The river is deep and the river is wide, Hallelujah,
Everybody asks her, did she come. Milk and honey on the other side, Hallelujah.
They wouldn't have to mention
If they only paid attention. Jordan's river is chilly and cold, Hallelujah,
Everybody asks her, did she come. Chills the body but not the soul, Hallelujah.
She's got a lovely titillating smile.
She's got a lovely titillating smile.
0637 DOWN IN THE VALLEY
She's got a lovely titi-, Down in the valley, the valley so low
She's got a lovely titi-, Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
She's got a lovely titillating smile. Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow
She's got a lovely bottom set of teeth. Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
She's got a lovely bottom set of teeth. Writing this letter, containing three lines
She's got a lovely bottom. Answer my question, will you be mine?
She's got a lovely bottom. Will you be mine, dear, will you be mine?
She's got a lovely bottom set of teeth. Answer my question, will you be min?
Note: probably originally about a new railroad line; it's a good Write me a letter, send it by mail
enough zipper-type song to have been preempted by kids and camps, and Send it in care of the Birmingham jail,
have verses like "pink pajamas" incorporated. Birmingham jail, dear, Birmingham jail
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail
0633 CLEMENTINE Roses love sunshine, violets love dew
In a cavern, in a canyon, Angels in Heav en know I love you
Excavating for a mine, Know I love you, dear, know I love you
Dwelt a miner, forty -niner Angels in Heaven Know I love you
And his daughter Clementine.
Oh my darling, oh my darling 0642 MIDNIGHT SPECIAL
Oh my darling, Clementine Leadbelly
Thou art lost and gone forever, Well you wake up in the morning.
Dreadful sorry, Clementine. Hear the ding dong ring,
Light she was and like a fairy, You go a-marching to the table,
And her shoes were number nine, See the same damn thing;
Herring boxes without topses Well, it's on a one table,
Sandals were for Clementine Knife, a fork and a pan,
And if you say anything about it,
CHORUS You're in trouble with the man.
Drove she ducklings to the water cho: Let the midnight special
Every morning just at nine, Shine her light on me;
Hit her foot against a splinter Let the midnight special
Fell into the foaming brine. Shine her ever-loving light on me.
CHORUS If you ever go to Houston.
You better walk right;
Ruby lips above the water,
You better not stagger,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine,
You better not fight;
But alas, I was no swimmer,
Sheriff Benson will arrest you,
So I lost my Clementine.
He'll carry you down,
CHORUS And if the jury finds you guilty,
Then the miner, forty -niner Penitentiary bound.
Soon began to peak and pine,
Yonder come little Rosie,
How in the world do you know, The chuck and the queen had forsake the cordial
l can tell her by her apron, Fifty two gypsies now file passed the guards
And the dress she wore. In the space where the due sand the ace runs ran wild
Umbrella on her shoulder, Farewell Angelina, the sky is falling, I'll see you in a while
Piece of paper in her hand, See the croadside pirates sid curchteen the sun
She goes a-marching to the captain, Shooding tin can with a sword of shack gun
Says, "I want my man." And the neighbours they clap and they cheer with each blast
"I don' believe that Rosie loves me" But farewell Angelina, the sky's changing colour, and I must leave fast
"Well tell me why" King-Kong lead louds on the roof top they dance
She ain't been to see me Valentino type tangos while they make upman's hands
Since las' July. Shut the eyes of the dead knock to embarass anyone
She brought me little coffee But farewell Angelina, the sky's embarassed, than I must be gone
She brought me little tea
Brought me damn near ever'thing The machine guns are roaring and the puppet she wracks
But the jailhouse key. And fing nails tomb on's to the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like I will never deny it
Yonder comes Doctor Adams But farewell Angelina, the sky's erupting, I must go where it's quiet
"How in the world do you know?"
Well he gave me a tablet Copyright Bob Dylan. Recorded by Dylan, Baez
The day befo'
There ain't no doctor 2001 BLACK VELVET BAND
In all the lan' In a neat little town they call Belfast
Can cure the fever An apprentice boy I was bound
Of a convict man. And many's the happy hour
I have spent in that neat little town
But bad misfortune o'ertook me
0642 MIDNIGHT SPECIAL And caused me to stray from the land
Leadbelly Far away from my friends and relations,
Well you wake up in the morning. Betrayed by the black velvet band
Hear the ding dong ring, Oh, one evening late as I rambled
You go a-marching to the table, Not meaning to go very far,
See the same damn thing; When I met with a gay young deceiver
Well, it's on a one table, She was plyin' her trade in a bar
Knife, a fork and a pan, Oh, her eyes they shone like the diamonds
And if you say anything about it, And I thought her the pride of the land
You're in trouble with the man. And her hair hung over her shoulders
cho: Let the midnight special Tied up with a black velvet band
Shine her light on me; Oh, one evening a flashman, a watchman
Let the midnight special She happened to meet on the sly
Shine her ever-loving light on me. I could tell that her mind it was altered
If you ever go to Houston. By the roll of her roving dark eye
You better walk right; Oh, that watch she took from his pocket
You better not stagger, She slipped it right into my hand
You better not fight; Then she gave me in charge to the policeman
Sheriff Benson will arrest you, Bad luck to the black velvet band
He'll carry you down, Now before the Lord Mayor I was taken
And if the jury finds you guilty, My guilt they proved quite plain
Penitentiary bound. And he said if I was not mistaken
Yonder come little Rosie, I should have to cross the salt main
How in the world do you know, Now its sixteen long years have they gave me
l can tell her by her apron,And the dress she wore. To plough upon Van Dieman's land
Umbrella on her shoulder, Far away from my friends and relations
Piece of paper in her hand, A curse on the black velvet band
She goes a-marching to the captain, So come all ye jolly young fellows,
Says, "I want my man." I'll have ye take warning from me
"I don' believe that Rosie loves me" Whenever you're out on the liquor,
"Well tell me why" Beware of them pretty colleens
She ain't been to see me They'll treat you to whiskey and porter,
Since las' July. Till you are not able to stand;
She brought me little coffee And the very next thing that you know, my lads,
She brought me little tea You'll end up in Van Dieman's land
Brought me damn near ever'thing recorded by Clancys Irish
But the jailhouse key.
2002 THE CROPPY BOY
Yonder comes Doctor Adams
It was early, early in the spring
"How in the world do you know?"
The birds did whistle and sweetly sing,
Well he gave me a tablet
Changing their notes from tree to tree
The day befo'
And the song they sang was Old Ireland free
There ain't no doctor
In all the lan' It was early early in the night,The yeoman cavalry gave me a fright;
Can cure the fever The yeoman cavalry was my downfall
Of a convict man. And I was taken by Lord Cornwall
'Twas in the guard-house where I was laid,
0646 FAREWELL ANGELINA And in a parlour where I was tried;
(Bob Dylan) My sentence passed and my courage low
Farewell Angelina the bells off the crowd When to Dungannon I was forced to go
I've being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sun As I was passing my father's door
The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow My brother William stood at the door;
Farewell Angelina, the sky's on fire, and I must go My aged father stood at the door
There's no need anger, there's no need for blame And my tender mother her hair she tore
There's nothing to prove, everything still the same As I was going up Wexford Street
Just the table standing empty by the edge of the sea My own first cousin I chanced to meet;
Means farewell Angelina, the sky is falling, and I must leave My own first cousin did me betray
And for one bare guinea swore my life away And the skipper's below making tea for the crew
As I was walking up Wexford Hill And when you're in dock and the long trip is thru
Who could blame me to cry my fill? There's pubs and there's clubs, and there's lassies there too
I looked behind, and I looked before Now the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
But my aged mother I shall see no more And there's bottles of rum hanging from every tree
And as I mounted the platform high I don't want a harp or a halo, not me
My aged father was standing by; Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
My aged father did me deny And I'll play me old squeeze box as we sail along
And the name he gave me was the Croppy Boy When the wind's in the rigging to sing me this song
It was in Dungannon this young man died
And in Dungannon his body lies 2007 FIELDS OF ATHENRY
And you good people that do pass by COMPOSER:recorded by the Bards
Oh shed a tear for the Croppy Boy By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
Recorded by Patrick Galvin, Clancys "Michael, they have taken you away,
Irish For you stole Travalient's(?) corn,
So the young might see the morn
2002 DANNY BOY Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay."
Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes... the pipes are calling, Low lie the fields of Athenry
From glen to glen and down the mountain side Where once we watched the small free birds fly
The summer's is gone and all the leaves are falling, Our love was on the wing
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide We had dreams and songs to sing
But come ye back, when summer's in the meadow, It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
and all the valley's hushed and white with snow By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow, "Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free
Oh, Danny Boy, Oh, Danny Boy, I love you so! Against the famine and the crown,
But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying I rebelled, they cut me down
If I be dead, as dead I well may be Now you must raise our child with dignity."
Then come and find the place where I am lying, By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star fall
And kneel and say an Ave there for me As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
For she lived to hope and pray for her love in Botany Bay
And I shall hear, though soft your tread above me, It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
And you shall bend, and tell me that you love me, 2009 GALWAY BAY
And I shall rest in peace until you come to me
COMPOSER:(Arthur Colahan)
The last two verses were supplied to me by Nigel Shardlow
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland,
(nigelmarketing.co.uk) and Edward E. Mueller (genemuelservtech.com). Ms. E. H.
Then maybe at the closing of your day,
Rodney ("nursableepix.net"epix.net) informed me that her "great grandama" gave
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Cladagh
her different words to this song. 3rd line changed from "summer's rose" to
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
"summer's gone". last 2 lines changed from "and you will bend" to "and you shall
bend". and "I shall sleep in peace" to "I shall rest in peace". Since Ms. Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream,
Rodney is 71 (as of Oct 29, 1996), I shall bow to her wisdom and experience The women in the meadows making hay;
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play
2004 DIRTY OLD TOWN For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland,
(c) Stormking Music recorded by Clancy Brothers Flowers in Are perfumed by the heather as they blow;
Valle Ewan MacColl Freeborn Man, and Ian Campbell And the women in the uplands digging praties,
I found my love 'neath the gasworks croft falls Speak a language that the strangers do not know
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall For the strangers tried top come and teach us their way
Dirty old town, dirty old town They scorned us just for being what we are;
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Clouds are drifting across the moon Or light a penny candle from a star
Cats are prowling on their beat
Springs a girl in the streets at night And if there is going to be a life hereafter,
Dirty old town, dirty old town And somehow I am sure there's going to be,
I shall ask my God to let me make my heaven
Heard a siren from the dock In that dear land across the Irish Sea
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind If you ever go across the sea to Ireland,
Dirty old town, dirty old town Then maybe at the closing of your day,
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Cladagh
I'm going to take a good sharp ax And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
Shining steel tempered in the fire
We'll chop you down like an old dead tree 2010 GYPSY ROVER
Dirty old town, dirty old town From the singing of the Clancy Brothers, and is a variation of a Child ballad
. The gypsy rover came over the hill
2006 FIDDLER'S GREEN Down through the valley so shady,
Copyright 1970 for the world, march music Ltd COMPOSER:(John Connelly) He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang,
As I roved by the dockside on evening so rare And he won the heart of a lady
To view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song Chorus:
O take me away boys my time is not long Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da-day,
Ah-de-do, ah-de-da-ay
Dress me up in me oilskin and jumper He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang,
No more on the docks I'll be seen And he won the heart of a lady
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates . She left her father's castle gates
And I'll see them someday in Fiddler's Green She left her own fine lover
She left her servants and her state
Now Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell To follow the gypsy rover
Where fishermen go when they don't go to Hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play . Her father saddled up his fastest steed
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away And roamed the valleys all over
Sought his daughter at great speed
The sky's always clear and there's never a gale And the whistling gypsy rover
And the fish jump on board with a flip of their tail
You can lie at your leisure, there's no work to do . He came at last to a mansion fine,
 Down by the river Claydee I will climb thrm wi' greater pleasure
And there was music and there was wine, Since I been in the airms o' my love
For the gypsy and his lady From MacColl, Folksongs and Ballads of Scotland Recorded by Redpath, Boys of the
. "He is no gypsy, my father" she said Lough Scots
"But lord of these lands all over, 2016 THE IRISH ROVER
And I shall stay 'til my dying day
In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six
With my whistling gypsy rover."
We set sail from the fair Cobh of Cork
We were bound far away with a cargo of bricks
2011 THE HOLY GROUND For the fine city hall of New York
Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu
We are bound away from the Holy Ground and the girls we love so true In a very fine craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
We'll sail the salt seas over and we'll return once more, And oh, how the wild winds drove her
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more She had twenty -three masts and withstood several blasts
And we called her the Irish Rover
(Shouted) Fine girl you are!
(Sung) You're the girl that I adore, There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee,
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more And a chap called McGurk who was scared stiff of work
Now when we're out a-sailing and you are far behind And a chap from West Meade called Mellone
Fine letters will I write to you with the secrets of my mind,
The secrets of my mind, my girl, you're the girl that I adore, There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Casey from Dover
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more There was Dooley from Claire who was strong as a bear
Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore;
The poor old ship she's sinking fast and the riggings they are tore We had one million bales of old billy goats' tails,
The night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon, We had two million buckets of stones
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides,
But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more We had four million packets of bones
It's now the storm is over and we are safe on shore
We'll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore We had five million hogs, we had six million dogs,
We'll drink strong ale and porter and we'll make the taproom roar, And seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bags of the best Sligo rags
And when our money is all spent we'll go to sea once more In the hold of the Irish Rover
Note: Irish variation of Swansea Town
From Oxford Book of Sea Songs, Palmer We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
Recorded by Clancys And the ship lost her way in a fog
And the whole of the crew was reduced unto two,
'Twas myself and the captain's old dog
2012 I'LL TAKE YOU HOME AGAIN,
Then the ship struck a rock with a terrible shock
KATHLEEN And then she heeled right over,
I'll take you home again, Kathleen, Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned-
Across the ocean wild and wide I'm the last of the Irish Rover
To where your heart has ever been
Since first you were my bonny bride 2018 JUG OF PUNCH
The roses all have left your cheek; 'Twas early, early, in the month of June
I've watched them fade away and die I was sitting with my glass and spoonA small bird sat on an ivy bunch
Your voice is sad when e'er you speak And the song he sang was a jug of punch
And tears be-dim your loving eyes
CHO: Toor-a-loora-la, toor-a-loora-lie
Oh, I will take you back, Kathleen, Toor-a-loora-la, toor-a-loora-lie
To where your heart will feel no pain (repeat last two lines of verse)
And when the fields are fresh and green
If I were sick, and very bad
I'll take you to your home again
And were not able to go or stand,
I would not think it at all amiss
2015 I'M A ROVER AND SELDOM SOBER To pledge my shoes for a jug of punch
cho: I'm a a rover and seldom sober
I'm a rover, o' high degree; CHO:
And when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking What more diversion can a man desire
How to gain my love's company Than to sit him down by a snug turf fire,
Though the nicht be dark as dungeon Upon his knee a pretty wench
No' a star to be seen above, And upon his table a jug of punch
I will be guided without a stumble CHO:
Into the airms o' my ain true love And when I'm dead and in my grave
He steppit up to her bedroom window, No costly tombstone will I have,
Kneelin' gently upon a stone; I'll dig a grave both wide and deep
He rappit at her bedroom -window With a jug of punch at my head and feet
"Darlin' dear, do you lie alone?" Recorded by Clancys, Galvin
She raised her heid on her snaw -white pillow Irish
Wi' her arms aboot her breast,
"Wha' is that at my bedroom window 2020 LOVE IS TEASIN'
Disturbin' me at my lang night's rest?" Cho: Oh, loveis teasing and love is pleasin'
"It's only me, your ain true lover, But as love grows older sure love grows colder
Open the door and let me in I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
For I hae come on a lang journey, I wish I was a maid again
And I'm near drenched to the skin." But maid again I ne'er can be
She opened the door wi' the greatest pleasure, Till apples grow on an ivy tree
She opened the door and let him in, But the sweetwest apple is the soonest rotten
They baith shook hands and embraced each other And the hottest love is the soonest cold
Until the mornin' they lay as one But what can't be cured, love, has to be endured , love,
The cocks were crawin', the birds were whistlin' So now I'm bound for Amerikay
The burns they ran free abune the brae; Repeat Chorus
"Remember, lass, I'm a ploughman laddie Traditional. Taken from Soodlum's
And the fairmer I must obey."
LES BICYCLETTES DE BELSIZE
"Noo, my lass, I must gang and leave thee Turning and turning the world goes on
And though the hills they are high above, We can't change it my friend
Let us go riding now
Through the days, together to the end
Les Bicyclettes de Belsize,
Carry us side by side,
And hand in handwe will ride
Over belsize
Turn your magical eyes - -
Round and around
Looking at all we found
Carry us through the skies
Les Bicyclettes de Belsize
2025 COCKLES AND MUSSELS (MOLLY
MALONE)
In Dublin's Fair City, where the girls are so pretty,
'Twas there I first met MY sweet Molly Malone
She drove a wheel-barrow thro' streets broad and narrow,
Crying "COCKLES AND MUSSELS, a-live, a-live-o!"
A-live, alive-o! A-live, a-live-o!
Crying "COCKLES AND MUSSELS, a-live, a-live-o!"
She was a fishing-monger, and that was no wonder,
For so was her father and mother before
They drove their wheel-barrows thro' streets broad and narrow,
Crying "COCKLES AND MUSSELS, a-live, a-live-o"
She died of the fever, and nothing could save her,
And that was the endof sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost drives a barrow thro' streets broad and narrow,
Crying "COCKLES AND MUSSELS, a-live, a-live-o"
The correct words to this song were provided to me by Tom Conway
tjconwaycomnet.ca)
2026 MOUNTAINS OF MOURNE
(Words by Percy French, ca 1900. Melody trad.)
Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight,
With people here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street
At least, when I asked them that's what I was told
So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold;
But for all that I've found there, I might as well be
Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
I believe that when writin' a wish you expressed
As to how the fine lAdies of London are dressed
Well if you believe me, when asked to a ball
They don't wear no tops to their dresses at all
Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not, in thrath
Say if they were bound for a ball, or a bath,
Don't be startin' them fashions now, Mary Machree,
Where the etc
I've seen England's king from the top of a bus
And I've never known him, but he means to know us
And tho' by the Saxon we once were oppressed,
Still I cheered, God forgive me, I cheered with the rest
And now that he's visited Erin's green shore
We'll be much better friends than we've been heretofore
When we've got all we want, we're as quiet as can be
Where the etc
You remember young Peter O'Loughlin of course
Well now he is here at the head of the Force
I met him today, I was crossing the Strand
And he stopped the whole street with a wave of his hand
And there we stood talking of days that are gone
While the whole population of London looked on;
But for all these great powers, he's wishful, like me
To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
There's beautiful girls here --- Oh, never you mind ---
With beautiful shapes nature never designed
And lovely complexions all roses and cream,
But O'Loughlin remarked with regard to the same
That if at those roses you venture to sip
The colors might all come away on your lip
So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me
Where the etc
recorded by Kendall Morse
2035 THE TOWN I LOVED SO WELL
(Phil Coulter) (c) Mews MusicRec by The Dubliners
In my memory I will always see
The town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gasyard well
And we laughed through the smoke and smell
Going home in the rain running up a dark lane
Pest the jail and down beside the fountain
Those were happy days in so many many ways
In the town I loved so well
In the early morn the shirt factory horn
Called the women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While the men on the dole played a mothering role
Fed the children and then waled the dog
And when times got rough there was just about enough
But we saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
In the town I loved so well
There was music there in the Derry air
Like a language that we could all understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
When I played in a small guitar band
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
There I learned about life and I found me a wife
In the town I loved so well:
But when I returned oh my eyes how they burned
To see how a town could be brought to it's knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
And the gas that hangs on to everything
Now the army's installed by the gasyard wall
And their barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and their guns
Oh my God, what have they done
To the town I loved so well
Though the music has gone and though we must carry on
Our spirit's been bruised but never broken
We must never forget that our hearts are still set
On tomorrow and peace once again
Now what's done is done and what's won is won
And what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright brand new day
For the town I Ioved so well
2041 WILD ROVER (NO NAY NEVER)
I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer,
And now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I never will play the wild rover no more
cho: And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more
I went to an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay
Such a custom as yours I could have any day."
cho:
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best
And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest."
cho:
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes before
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more
cho:
sung by Clancy Brothers
2043 SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
As I went home on Monday night, as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door, where my old horse should be
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that horse outside the door, where my old horse should be?
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's a lovely sow that my mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before
As I went home on Tuesday night, as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door, where my old coat should be
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
who owns that coat behind the door, where my old coat should be?
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more, The cattle are lowing the baby awakes,
but buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes,
As I went home on Wednesday night, as drunk as drunk could be I love you, Lord Jesus; look down from the sky
I saw a pipe upon the chair, where my old pipe should be And stay by my side until morning is nigh
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me, Be near me Lord Jesus; I ask you to stay,
who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be Close by me forever and love me, I pray,
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see. Bless all the dear children in your tender care,And fit us for heaven to live
That's a lovely tin-whistle, that my mother sent to me with you there
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but tobacco in a tin-whistle, sure, I never saw before 3002 DECK THE HALLS
As I came home on Thursday nigh, as drunk as drunk could be Deck the halls with boughs of holly
I saw two boots beside the bed, where my old boots should be Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me, 'Tis the season to be jolly
who owns them boots beside the bed where my old boots should be Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Don we now our gay apparel
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
They're two lovely flower pots my mother sent to me
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
but laces in flower pots I never saw before
See the blazing Yule before us
As I came home on Friday night, as drunk as drunk could be
Strike the harp and join the chorus
I saw a head upon the bed, where my old head should be
Follow me in merry measure
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
While I tell of Yuletide treasure
who owns that head upon the bed, where my old head should be
Fast away the old year passes
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
Hail the new ye lads and lasses
That's a baby boy, that my mother sent to me
Sing we joyous all together
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
Heedless of the wind and weather
but a baby boy with his whiskers on, sure, I never saw before
As I came home on a Saturday night, as drunk as drunk could be 3003 DING DONG MERRILY ON HIGH
I spied two hands upon her breasts, where my old hands should be Ding Dong merrily on high
I called to my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me, In Heaven bells are ringing
Who's hands are these upon your breasts, where my old hands should be? Ding dong merrily the sky
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see Is riven with angels singing
'Tis nothing but a Living Bra Jane Russell gave to me Cho:Glo- - - -ria,
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more,
but fingernails on a Living Bra, I never saw before E'en so here below, below
Let steeple bells be swungen
Now when I came home on Sunday night, a little after threeI saw a man running And io, io, io
out the door with his pants about his knee By priest and people sungen:
So I called to my wife and I said to her: would you kindly tell to me, Chorus
who was that man running out the door with his pants about his knee?
Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, Pray you, dutifully prime
you silly old fool, and still you cannot see, Your matin chime, ye ringers;
Twas nothing but the tax collector the Queen sent to me May you beautifully rime
Well, it's many a day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more, Your evetime song, ye singers:
But an Englishman that could last 'till three I never saw before Chorus
Here's an alternative, a bit naughtier version of the Sunday verse. You may fill
in the blanks: 3004 THE FIRST NOEL
As I came home on Sunday night, as drunk as drunk could be The first Noel, the angel did say,
I saw a inside my wife, where my old should be Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay,
I called my wife and I said to her: <HEY WIFE> Would ya kindly tell to me, In fields as they ,lay keeping their sheep
who owns that outside the., where my old should be? On a cold winter's night hat was so deep
Ah sure, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
That's just the lovely English man that me ma she sent to me Born is the King of Israel
Well, tis' many a night I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but a English man who could could stay up past three, sure, I've never seen They look ed up and saw a star,
before Shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
3000 ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON HIGH And so they continued both day and night
Angels we have heard on high, And by the light of that same star
Sweetly singing o'er the plains Three wise men came from country far;
And the mountains in reply To seek for a King was their intent,
Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria.. And to follow the star wherever it went
cho: Gloria, In Excelsius Deo Now let us all with one accord,
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord,
Shepherd why this jubilee,
Who brought forth Heaven and earth from naught,
Why your joyous strains prolong
And with his blood mankind has bought
What the gladsome tidings be,
Which inspire your heavenly song?
3005 GOD REST YE MERRY, GENTLEMEN
Come to Bethlehem and see, God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay
Him whose birth the angels sing Remember Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas Day
Come adore on bended knee, To save us all from Satan's pow'r when we were gone astray
Christ the Lord the newborn king
Cho: Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,comfort and joy
See him in a manger laid, Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Whom the choirs of angels praise
Mary, Jos eph, lend your aid, In Bethlehem in Jewry this blessed Babe was born,
While our hearts in love we raise And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary did nothing take in scorn,
3001 AWAY IN A MANGER Chorus
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, From God our heav'nly Father, a blessed angel came
The Little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head; And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay, How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name, Chorus
 Born to raise the sons of earth,
3006 GOOD CHRISTIAN MEN, REJOICE Born to give them second birth
(John Mason Neale, 18xx)
Good Christian men, rejoice 3009 HOLLY AND THE IVY
With heart and soul and voice; The holly and the ivy
Give ye heed to what we say: When they are both full grown
News! News! Of all the trees that are in the wo
Jesus Christ is born today: The holly bears the crown
Ox and ass before him bow Oh the rising of the sun
And He is in the manger now And the running of the deer
Christ is born today! The playing of the merry organ
Christ is born today! Sweet singing all in the choir
Good Christian men, rejoice The holly bears a blossom
With heart and soul and voice; As white as the lily flower
Now ye hear of endless bliss; And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Savior
Joy! Joy!
Jesus Christ was born for this! The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
He has oped the heav'nly door And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
And man is blessed evermore To do poor sinners good
Christ was born for this! The holly bears a prickle
Christ was born for this! As sharp as any thorn
Good Christian men, rejoice And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
With heart and soul and voice; On Christmas day in the morn
Now ye need not fear the grave;
Peace! Peace! The holly and the ivy
Jesus Christ was born to save! When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
Calls you one and calls you all The holly bears the crown
To gain his everlasting hall
Christ was born to save! 3010 WHITE CHRISTMAS
Christ was born to save! By Irving Berlin
3007 GOOD KING WENCESLAS I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen Just like the ones I used to know
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even Where the treetops glisten and children listen
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, To hear sleighbells in the snow
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Hither page and stand by me if thou knowst it telling With every Christmas card I write
Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling? May your days be merry and bright
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain, And may all your Christmases be white
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain
Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither
3011 JINGLE BELLS
Dashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh,
Thou and I will see him dine when we bear them thither
O'er the fields we go, laughing all the way,
Page and monarch forth they went, forth they went together
Bells on bobtail ring, making spirits bright,
Through the rude winds wild lament, and the bitter weather
Oh what fun it is to sing a sleighing song tonight
Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Fails my heart I know now how, I can go no longer
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh;
Mark my footsteps my good page, tread thou in them boldly
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh
In his master's steps he trod where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed 3012 JOY TO THE WORLD
Therefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing, Joy to he world! The Lord is come;
Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing Let earth receive her king;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
3008 HARK THE HERALD ANGELS And heaven and nature sing,
Hark, the herald angels sing, And heaven and nature sing,
Glory to the newborn King, And heaven and heaven and nature sing
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
Joy to the world The Saviour reigns;
God and sinners reconciled";
Let men Their song employ;
Joyful, all the nations ,rise
While fields and floods rooks hills and plains
Join the triumph of the skies;
Repeat the sounding joy,
With the angelic host proclaim:
Repeat the sounding joy
'Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Repeat repeat he sounding joy
Hark, the herald angels sing,
He rules the earth with truth and grace,
'Glory to the new born King'
And makes the nation prove;
Christ, by highest heav'n adored, The glories of His righteousness
Christ, the ever-living Lord, And wonders of His love
Late in time behold Him come, And wonders Of His love,
Offspring of a virgins womb And wonders wonders of His love
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail the incarnate Deity; 3013 LITTLE DRUMMER BOY
Pleased as man with man to dwell, Come, they told me , Pa-rum -pa-pum -pum,
Jesus, our Emmanuel "Our newborn king to see" , Pa-rum-pa-pum -pum,
Hail the heav'n born Prince of Peace, Our finest gifts we bring , Pa-rum -pa-pum -pum,
Hail, the Sun of righteousness; To lay before the king, , Pa-rum-pa-pum -pum ,
Light and life to al! He brings, Rum -pa-pum -pum, rum -pa-pum-pum,
Ris'n with healing in His wings So to honour him, Pa-rum -pa-pum-pum,
Mild He lays His glory by, When we come
Born that man no more may die; "Little Baby, Pa-rum-pa-pum -pum,
I am a poor boy too, Pa-rum -pa-pum-pum,
I have no gift to bring, Pa-rum -pa-pum -pum,
That's fit to give our King! Pa-rum-pa-pum -pum,
Rum -pa-pum -pum, rum -pa-pum-pum,
Shall I play for You, Pa-rum -pa-pum-pum,
On my drum?'
Mary nodded, Pa-rum-pa-pum -pum,
The ox and lamb kept time, Pa-rum-pa-pum -pum,
I played my drum for Him, Pa-rum -pa-pum -pum,
I played my best for Him, Pa-rum -pa-pum -pum,
Rum -pa-pum -pum, rum -pa-pum-pum,
Then He smiled at me, Pa-rum -pa-pum-pum,
Me and my drum!
3014 COME ALL YE FAITHFUL
O come all ye faithful! joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, 0 come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold him, born the King Of angels,
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord
Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation,
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above,
Glory to God in the highest
Yea Lord we greet thee born this happy morning
Jesus to thee be glory given
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing,
3015 LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by:
Yet in the dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight
How silently, how silently
The wondrous gilt is given
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessing of his heaven
No ear may hear his coming;
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him, still
The dear Christ enters in
ROYAL DAVID'S CITY
Once in Royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her baby,
In a manger for His bed
Mary was hat mother mild;
Jesus Christ her little child
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all,
And His shelter was a stable,
And His cradle was a stall;
With the poor and mean and lowly,
Lived on earth our Savior holy
And our eyes at last shall see Him,
Through His own redeeming love,
For that child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in heaven above,
And He leads His children on
To the place where He is gone
3018 MARY'S BOY CHILD
Long time ago in Bethlehem so the holy bible say
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a new King born today,
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas day
Trumpets sound and angels sing, listen to what they say,
That man will live for evermore, because or Christmas day
While Shepherds watched their flocks by right
Them see a bright new shining star;
They hear a choir sing the music seemed to come from afar
Now Joseph and his wife Mary come to Bethlehem tat night,
Them find no place to born the child,
Not a single room was in sight
By and by they find a little space in a stable all forlorn,
And in a manger cold and dark Mary's little boy was born
Long time ago in Bethlehem so the holy bible say,
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day
3019 RUDOLPH THE RED-NOSED
REINDEER
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (reindeer)
Had a very shiny nose (like a light bulb)
And if you ever saw it (saw it)
You would even say it glowed (like a stop light)
All of the other reindeer (reindeer)
Used to laugh and call him names (like Pinocchio)
They never let poor Rudolph (Rudolph)
Join in any reindeer games (like Monopoly)
Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
Santa came to say (Ho, ho, ho)
Rudolph with your nose so bright
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight
Then how the reindeer loved him (loved him)
And they shouted out with glee (ha, ha, ha)
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer (reindeer)
You'll go down in history...(like George Washington)
`3020 SILENT NIGHT Good
3020 CHRISTIANS ALL REJOICE,
Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin, mother and child,
Holy Infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night, Shepherds quake, at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia,
Christ the Saviour is born, Christ the Saviour is born
Silent night, holy night, Son of God Love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
3021 WHILE SHEPHERDS WATCHED
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
All seated on the ground
The angel of the Lord came down
And glory shone around
'Fear not,' said he: for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind;
'Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind
'To you in David's town this day
Is born of David's line
A Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;
And this shall be the sign:
'The heavenly Babe you there shall find
To human view displayed,
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands,
And in a manger laid.'
Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels praising God, who thus
Addressed their joyful song
'All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace;
Good will henceforth from heaven to mei
Begin and never cease
3022 WE THREE KINGS OF ORIENT ARE
We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain following yonder star
O star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding, guide us to thy perfect light
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crow n Him again
King forever, ceasing never, over us all to reign
Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising, worship Him, God most High
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume, breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying; sealed in The stone cold tomb
Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia, earth to the heavens replies
3023 WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS mystery pageants including, among others, those performed by the
Grey Friars in Coventry. Fuller versions of the ballad sometimes
We wish you a merry Christmas
contain predictions of Jesus' birth, death, and resurrection.
We wish you a merry Christmas
From "British Ballads and Folk Songs from the Joan Baez
We wish you a merry Christmas
Songbook."
And a happy New Year
DC
We want some figgy pudding (3 times)
And a cup of good cheer
We won't go until we get some (3 times)
So bring it out here!
We wish you a Merry Christmas (3 times)
And a happy New Year
DAY TRIP TO BANGOR
(Debbie Cook) As sung by Fiddler's Dram
Chorus:Didn't we have a lovely time
The day we went to Bangor
A beautiful day, we had lunch on the way
And all for under a pound, you know
That on the way back I cuddled with Jack
And we opened a bottle of cider
Singing a few of our favourite songs
As the wheels went around
Do you recall the thrill of it all
As we walked along the seafront
Then on the sand we heard a brass band
That made a tiddly tum ta ra ra
Elsie and me had one cup of tea
Then we took a paddling boat out
Thrashing away as we sailed round the bay
As the wheels went around
Wasn't it nice eating chocolate ice
As we strolled around the fun fair
Then we ate eels on the big Paris wheel
As we sailed about the ground but then
We had to be quick 'cause Elsie fell sick
And we had to find somewhere to take her
I said to her lad, what made her feel bad
Was the wheel going around
Can't you still hear the noise on the pier
As we took a breath of sea air
Having a go at every side show
We passed along the way, we had
Our fortunes told, when it turned a bit cold
And a go on the tombola
It was such a surprise 'cause I won a prize
When the wheel went around
Elsie and me, we finished our tea
And we said good bye to the seaside
Jumped on the bus, closer to us
Oh isn't it a shame to go
Wouldn't it be grand to have cash on demand
And to live like this for always
Oh it makes me feel ill when I think of the mill
And the wheels going around

3028 THE CHERRY TREE CAROL

When Joseph was an old man, an old man was he,
He married Virgin Mary, the queen of Galilee,
He married Virgin Mary, the queen of Galilee.
Joseph and Mary walked through an orchard green,
There were berries and cherries as thick as might be seen
There were berries and cherries as thick as might be seen
And Mary spoke to Joseph, so meek and so mild,
"Joseph gather me some cherries, for I am with child,
Joseph gather me some cherries, for I am with child."
And Joseph flew in anger, in anger flew he,
"Let the father of the baby gather cherries for thee,
Let the father of the baby gather cherries for thee."
Then up spoke the baby Jesus from in Mary's womb,
"Bend down the tallest tree that my mother might have some,
Bend down the tallest tree that my mother might have some."
And bent down the tallest branch, 'till it touched Mary's hand,
Cried she, "Oh look thou Joseph I have cherries by command,"
Cried she, "Oh look thou Joseph I have cherries by command."
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Child #54
This is one of the most popular of English religious folk
ballads. Its tale derives from the Pseudo-Matthew gospel, and in
medieval times was frequently dramatized in folk plays and

Advance Australia Fair........................... 112, 113
African Swallow ............................................ 64
After the Ball................................................ 23
Alexander's Ragtime Band............................... 81
All For My Grog............................................135
All my trials.................................................128
Alnwick Castle.............................................. 29
And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda..............112
Andrew's Polka............................................. 43
Angels we have heard on high.........................161
Anniversary Waltz ........................................110
Another Fall of Rain......................................... 1
Are You Lonesome Tonight?............................ 26
Arrivaderci Roma.......................................... 99
Ash Grove..................................................123
Ashokan Farewell. ......................................... 21
Athol Highlanders.......................................... 52
Auld Lang Syne...........................................110
Away in a Manger.........................................161
Baby Face.................................................106
Ballade Irlandaise.........................................118
Banana boat Song........................................102
Barren Rocks of Aden.................................... 77
Barrett's Half Century ..................................... 53
Basil Cosgrove's ........................................... 94
Battle Hymn of the Republic............................. 95
Battle of Jerico.............................................131
Beer Barrel Polka.......................................... 18
Belfast Almanac ............................................ 54
Berkshire Tragedy ........................................123
Billy of Tea................................................... 19
Black Velvet Band........................................135
Blarney Pilgrim ............................................. 49
Blaydon Races ............................................... 7
Blind Mary ..................................................116
Blue Moon..................................................103
Bluebell Polka............................................... 42
Bobby Shaftoe........................................... 7, 71
Bodmin Riding March..................................... 14
Boll Weevil. .................................................129
Bonnie Kate................................................. 12
BONNY BREAST KNOT ................................. 77
Bonny Doon................................................. 19
Botany Bay .................................................. 27
Boulavogue.................................................. 27
Boy's Lament for His Dragan............................ 84
Bride's Favorite............................................. 55
Brighton Camp.............................................. 44
British Grenadiers.......................................... 77
Bye Bye Blackbird........................................106
Caddam Wood............................................. 69
Calypso Carol. .............................................174
Can Can..................................................... 66
Careless Love.............................................. 70
Carneval di Venezia......................................100
Carolan's Concerto.......................................115
Carolan's draught.........................................114
Catalpa......................................................... 6
CHAIN DOUBLE QUADRILLE.......................... 65
Charles Lynch.............................................. 24
Chase me Charlie in G................................... 76
Cherry Tree Carol. ........................................174
Chicken dance.............................................108
Christmas Day .............................................174
Church St...................................................... 4
Cindy.........................................................131
Clare Jig....................................................... 7
Clare Jig..................................................... 71
Clementine.................................................130
Click Go the Shears............................. 11, 33, 93
Cock O' the North in D.................................... 76
Cock o' the North........................................... 57
Cock of the North in G.................................... 76
Coconut woman...........................................102
Colleen.................................................... 8, 57
COLONIALS QUADRILLE............................... 66
Columbus's Sword......................................... 69
Coming in on a Wing...................................... 70
Coming 'Round the Mountain..........................130
Copper Kettle..............................................128
Corn Rigs .................................................... 62
Cornish Floral Dance...................................... 77
Cosgrove's Schottiche.................................... 93
Cruising Down the River in G........................... 25
INDEX
Cruising Down the River.................................. 25
Cuckoo is a Pretty Bird..................................127
Cuckoo Waltz............................................... 23
CUMBERLAND REEL.................................... 51
Cumberland Reel.......................................... 51
Cunnamulla Stocking Jig................................. 54
Daisy Daisy in F........................................... 25
Daisy Daisy in G........................................... 24
Danny Boy ..................................................136
Darling Clementine........................................ 97
Dashing White Sergeant ................................. 12
Davy Nicknack................................................ 5
Day Trip to Bangor........................................133
Deck the Halls .............................................161
Dennis Murphys.............................................. 5
Devil Among the Taylors ................................. 54
Dicey Reilly.................................................136
Didn't He Ramble.......................................... 70
Ding Dong Merrily on High..............................162
Dingle Regatta................................................ 7
Dirty Old Town.............................................137
Do You Hear the People Sing? Bass line............ 85
Do You Hear the People Sing?......................... 85
Donkey Riding.............................................. 12
Donna Donna..............................................127
D'Oro Waltz ................................................. 30
DORSET FOUR HAND REEL.......................... 68
Dorset Four Hand Reel................................... 68
Dorset Four Hand Reels.................................. 68
Dorsetshire Hornpipe..................................... 90
Down at the Old Bull and Bush......................... 27
Down By The Riverside..................................106
Down by the Sally Gardens.............................137
Down in the Valley ........................................131
Drops of Brandy ............................................ 58
Drops of Brandy ............................................ 58
Drover's Dream............................................. 11
Drovers Dream ............................................. 33
Drowsy Maggie............................................. 61
Drunken Sailor.............................................126
Early in the Morning...................................... 84
Early One Morning........................................126
Edelweiss.................................................... 31
Endearing Young Charms................................ 20
Euabalong Ball............................................. 27
EVENING THREE STEP................................. 53
F airy dance................................................120
Father O'Flynn.............................................. 13
Father's Polka.............................................. 43
Fathom The Bowl.........................................124
Fiddler's Green............................................138
Fields of Athenry ..........................................138
Fiery Clock Fyece............................................ 6
Finnegan's Wake..........................................139
First Noel. ...................................................162
Flossy O'Toole.............................................. 32
Flowers of Edinburgh..................................... 72
Flying Pieman............................................... 46
Flying Pieman............................................... 47
Foggy Dew .................................................125
Foggy Foggy Dew ........................................126
For He's a Jolly Good Fellow ...........................110
For Ireland I'd not tell her Name.......................117
Forty Pound Float............................................ 2
Four Sister's. Mudgee Schottiche...................... 40
Foxhunter.................................................... 58
Galway Bay................................................139
Garryowen................................................... 46
German Waltz 1............................................ 29
Girl I Left Behind Me................................. 44, 75
Girl With the Blue Dress on......................... 4, 3, 8
Glory Shines ................................................ 71
Go to the Devil and Shake Yourself................... 55
God Defend New Zealand..............................113
God Rest You Merry Gentlemen......................162
God Save the King........................................113
Good Christian Men Rejoice............................163
Good King Wensleslas ..................................163
Goodnight Sweetheart.................................... 41
Grand Old Duke of York.................................. 82
Grandfathers Clock.......................................... 5
Great Storm is Over......................................128
Gypsy Rover...............................................140
Hackett's Schottiche...................................... 94
Happy Birthday ............................................110
Happy Wanderer..........................................129
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.........................164
Harper's Frolick............................................. 12
Harvest Moon Schottische............................... 93
Haste to the Wedding..................................... 48
Haymaker's.................................................... 9
HEDLAND SCRATCH BAND SETS..................... 1
Heel and Toe Polka....................................... 13
Herb's Jig.................................................... 46
Hogmanay ................................................... 50
Hokey Pokey ...............................................109
Holly and the Ivy..........................................164
Holy Ground................................................140
Home On The Range..................................... 97
Homecoming................................................ 32
House of ther Rising Sun................................. 96
Hull's Victory ................................................ 74
Hundred Pipers........................................ 76, 80
I Belong to Glasgow....................................... 26
I Know Where I'm Going................................141
I Never Will Marry.........................................122
I Still Call Australia Home...............................112
If You Knew Susie......................................... 18
If You're Irish Come into the Parlour.............16, 160
I'll Take You Home Again Kathleen...................141
I'll Tell My Ma............................................... 13
I'll Tell My Ma..............................................141
I'm a Rover Seldom Sober..............................142
I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas ...................165
Irish Rover..................................................142
Irish Stew .................................................... 45
Irish Washerwoman....................................... 13
Island in the Sun..........................................102
It's a Long Way to Tipparary.......................15, 143
I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts................ 17
Jack Broke Da Prison Door............................. 63
Jacob's Ladder............................................123
Jamaica Farewell.........................................102
Jambalaya................................................... 96
Jenny Lind polkas.......................................... 43
Jingle Bells .................................................165
Jockey to the Fair.......................................... 56
John Brown's Body ..................................71, 130
John of Paris................................................ 56
John Peel.................................................... 83
Joy to the World...........................................166
Jug of Punch...............................................143
Keel Row.................................................... 73
Kelly the Boy From Killanne ............................. 78
Kelvin Grove...............................................118
Kesh Jig...................................................... 47
Kesh.......................................................... 48
King of the Fairies ........................................119
Kumbaya....................................................124
L a Cucaracha.............................................. 99
La Russe..................................................... 73
La Va......................................................... 92
Lament on the Death of Rev. Archie Beaton........117
Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream ...............111
Lazy Harry's................................................... 2
Leaving of Liverpool.................................14, 144
Lest We Forget............................................111
Let Me Call You Sweetheart. ............................ 23
Levi Jackson................................................ 98
Liberty Bell. .................................................. 53
Life is All Chequered...................................... 45
Life on the Ocean Wave.................................. 57
Lilliburlero.................................................... 57
Lincolnshire Poacher........................................ 8
Little Brown Jug............................................ 43
Little Drummer Boy .......................................166
Loch Lomond................................................. 5
Londonderry Air...........................................136
Long Black Veil............................................125
Long Long Trail. ...........................................124
Lord of the Dance.......................................... 83
Louisburg ...................................................... 9
Love is a Beautiful Song.................................. 26
Love is Teasin'. ............................................144
Loveliest Night of the Year............................... 26
M acPherson's Lament..................................121
Maggie May ................................................145
Maids When You're Young.............................145
Mairi's Wedding...........................................146
Mama Don't Allow.......................................... 70
Manchester Galop ......................................... 75
Manchester hornpipe...................................... 91
Marble Halls................................................104
March of the King of Laoise............................. 83
Margaret's waltz ............................................ 24
Marie's Wedding........................................... 71
Marino Waltz...............................................119
Mary Hamilton.............................................127
Mary's Boy Child ..........................................168
McNamara's Band......................................... 16
Men of Harlech............................................. 77
Merrily Kiss the Quaker................................... 59
Merrily Kiss the Quaker's Wife.......................... 49
Merry Blacksmith........................................... 61
Mexican Hat dance.......................................108
Michael Row the Boat Ashore..........................130
Midnight Special. ..........................................132
Milord........................................................133
Minstrel Boy ................................................117
Minstrel Boy ................................................146
Minuet from Berenice....................................134
Miss Kate Rusby ..........................................121
MODERN DANCE........................................105
Molly Malone...............................................147
Monk's March............................................... 83
Moreton Bay ................................................ 27
Mountains of Mourne.....................................148
Mr Hitler...................................................... 79
Mrs Grace Bowie........................................... 50
Muckin' ......................................................... 9
Mudgee Schottische....................................... 93
Munster Cloak .............................................. 32
My Old Man................................................. 15
No Hiding Place Down There..........................131
No Nay Never..............................................159
O Come All Ye Faithful .................................167
O Little Town of Bethlehem.............................167
O Sole Mio..................................................101
O Suzannah................................................. 95
O'Brien's Jig................................................. 55
Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?.................... 56
Oh Johnny Oh Johnny Oh! .............................106
Oh You Beautiful Doll....................................107
Old Joe Clark ............................................... 95
Old Legacy .................................................... 7
Old Orange Flute..........................................149
Old Palmer's Song........................................... 1
On Christmas Night.......................................168
On Top of Old Smoky....................................129
Once in Royal David's City..............................167
Onward Christian Soldiers..............................111
Orotaba Waltz .............................................. 28
Our God our help in Ages Past........................111
Over The Rainbow........................................104
Oyster Girl..................................................... 9
Pack up your Troubles................................... 15
Perfect Cure................................................... 6
Pick a Bale of Cotton.....................................129
Pinch of Snuff............................................... 60
Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance.............................. 94
Pirate Chorus ............................................... 86
Plaisir d'Amour............................................. 23
Planxty George Brabazon...............................114
Planxty Hewlett............................................114
Planxty Irwin................................................ 20
Pokare Kare Ana..........................................124
Port Hedland Carol.......................................172
Portsmouth.................................................. 77
Princess Royal. ............................................. 75
Put your Little Foot......................................... 92
Puttin' On the Style.......................................132
Quartermaster's Stores.................................. 17
Rachel Rae................................................120
Raglan Road................................................ 78
Rakes of Mallow......................................... 2, 12
Rare Oul' Times ...........................................150
Rattlin' Bog .................................................... 5
Red River Valley .....................................97, 129
Red Wing.................................................... 66
Reedy River................................................118
Reel De Montreal.......................................... 74 Tripping Upstairs........................................... 47
Reilly's Daughter..........................................150 Turkey in the Straw ........................................ 60
Repasz....................................................... 82 Twist.........................................................108
Resting Chair..............................................120 VARSOVIENNA........................................... 92
Rickett's hornpipe.......................................... 91 Villikins and his Dinah....................................149
Ride a Cock horse to Banbury Cross.................. 56 VIRGINIA REEL....................................... 70, 71
Rights of Man............................................... 91
Rising of the Moon........................................151 Walkin' My Baby Back Home..........................107
Roaring Jelly ................................................ 53 Walter Bulwer Polka #2................................... 68
Robbie Hobkirk's........................................... 43 Walter Bulwer's Polkas ................................... 42
Rock around the Clock..................................108 Waltz for Mr & Mrs Lysons............................... 30
Rocky Road To Dublin.................................... 58 Waltzing Matilda Buderim................................ 11
Roddy McCorley.............................................. 1 Waltzing Matilda Cowra.................................. 11
Roddy McCorley............................................ 78 Waltzing Matilda............................................ 33
Roisin Dubh with ornamentation.......................121 Wangaratta waltz .......................................... 30
Roisin Dubh................................................121 WASHINGTON POST.................................... 53
Roll out the Barrel. ......................................... 18 Waves of Tory ............................................ 2, 3
Rose of Aranmore......................................... 19 Waxies' Dargle............................................155
Rose of Tralee.............................................151 We Shall Not Be Moved.................................. 70
Rose Tree..................................................... 3 We Three Kings of Orient Are..........................170
Roxburgh Castle........................................... 87 We Wish You a Merry Christmas......................171
Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer.......................169 Wearing of the Green..................................... 84
Rum Rebellion.............................................. 46 Welsh Rabbit. ..............................................117
When I Grow Too Old To dream ....................... 23
Saddle the Pony ...................................... 45, 48 When Irish Eyes are Smiling......................31, 156
Sail Away Ladies..........................................131
When the Red Red Robin...............................107
Sailor.........................................................103 When the Saints............................................ 96
Sally Gardens............................................... 62
When You and I Were Young Maggie................157
Sally Sloane's............................................... 92 Where Have All the Flowers Gone?................... 96
Santa Lucia.................................................100
While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks.............170
Sash My Father Wore....................................152 Whiskey in the Jar ........................................157
Scarborough Fair.........................................122
White Cliffs of Dover...................................... 41
Scarterglen.................................................. 65 Wild Colonial Boy ....................................27, 158
Scotland the Brave.......................................... 6
Wild Rover..................................................159
Scottish Wood .............................................. 32 Willafjord..................................................... 61
Seventy Ninth Highlander's farewell to Gibraltar.... 79
WILLOW TREE............................................. 49
Seventy Six Trombones .................................. 80 Wiltshire Six Hand Reel.................................. 68
Shady Grove...............................................122 Wind That Shakes the Barley ........................... 64
Shandon Bells .............................................. 45 Winster Gallop..................................... 51,68, 75
Ship Ahoy.................................................... 17 Winster Processional. ..................................... 80
Shoals of Herring.........................................122 Wish Me Luck as you Wave Me Goodbye........... 41
Si Beg Si Mor ..............................................119 With a Shillelagh Under My Arm........................ 16
Silent Night.................................................169 Woodcutter's Jig............................................ 10
Silv er Spear................................................. 74 Worried Man Blues ........................................ 97
Silver Threads Among the Gold.......................104
Smash Windows........................................... 48 Yankee Doodle............................................ 95
Yarmouth Reel. ............................................. 65
Soldier's Joy................................................. 72
South Wind.................................................. 20 Yellow Rose Of Texas.................................... 97
You Are My Sunshine..................................... 17
Spanish Lady .......................................... 3, 153
Spanish Waltz .............................................. 29 You! You! You! ............................................103
Speed the plough.......................................... 64
Spey in Spate............................................... 63
St Anne's Reel. ............................................. 60
St Anthony ..................................................... 5
St Mary's....................................................... 4
Star of the County Down................................154
Stars up above............................................118
Staten Island................................................ 72
STEAM BOAT .............................................. 87
Steam Boat.................................................. 87
Strangers in the Night....................................104
Streets of London.........................................133
STRIP THE WILLOW..................................... 52
Susanna Suzanna......................................... 95
Swallow's Nest............................................. 48
Sweet Jenny Jones.......................................125
Sweet Rosie O' Grady in D.............................. 24
Sweet Rosie O' Grady .................................... 25
T empest....................................................... 3
Tempest. ....................................................... 8
Tennessee waltz........................................... 24
THADY THOU GANDER................................. 48
That Big Rock Candy Mountain......................... 98
That's Amore................................................ 99
There But For Fortune...................................127
There's a Tavern in the Town........................... 15
Three Drovers .............................................173
Tie a Yellow Ribbon......................................132
Tobin's Favourite........................................... 54
Today ......................................................... 31
Tom Blackman's............................................ 19
Tom Dooley ................................................. 98
Too Young..................................................103
Toss the Feathers......................................... 73
Town I Loved So Well. ...................................155
Traveller...................................................... 63
Trip to Bavaria.............................................. 69