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Midi's without lyrics are marked: M Lyrics without midi's are marked: L Lyrics with midi's are marked: M/L

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LI A beautiful damsel of fame and renown
LE A beautiful fair maid in London did dwell
M/LS A beggar man came o'er yon leaR. Clarke
LE A bold fusilier came marching back through Rochester
M/LE A bold young farmer courted me, T. Stephens
M/LW A ei di'r deryn du B. Taylor
LS A fair young maid went up the street
M/LS A far croonin' is pullin' me away B. Taylor
LC A frog, he would a wooing go.
M/LS A Highland lad my love was born, Unknown
LI A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing
LE A king was sitting on his throne,
LE A Lawyer he went out one day,
M/LAM A life on the ocean wave! A home on the rolling deep! B. Taylor
M/LC A lobster dies in the boiling potB. Taylor
LS A man cam' riding oot the west one wild and stormy day
M/LE A North Country maid up to London had strayed, Unknown
LS A Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
LS A' the week your man's awa'
M/LS A trooper lad came here last night, T. Stephens
M/LE A wager, a wager, a wager I will lay, T. Stephens
LE A wealthy young squire of Falmouth, we hear,
M/LE Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide B. Taylor
M/LE A-digging and a-picking as I was one day, T. Stephens
M/LS Ae fond kiss and then we sever Alan Sim
LI Ah Mrs McGrath the sergeant said
LI Ah Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street,
M/LE Alas, my love, you do me wrong B. Taylor
M/LAM All alone as I strayed by the banks of the river B. Taylor
LI All Quiet along the Potomac, they say,
M/LW 'All the ships are loading at the harbour B. Taylor
M/LE All things bright and beautiful B. Taylor
LS Ally, bally, ally bally bee,
LI Alone, all alone, by the wave-washed strand
M/LS Amazing grace, how sweet the sound B. Taylor
M/LS An earthly nurse sits and sings Unknown
M/LI And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, B. Taylor
M/LE And did those feet in ancient time Unknown
LI And in that bog there was a tree, a rare tree, a rattlin' tree
M/LI And who are you, me pretty fair maid Unknown
LE Angels we have heard on high,
LE Angels, from the realms of glory,
M/LW Ar ben Waun Tredegar mae eirin a chnau B. Taylor
M/LW Ar lan hen afon Ddyfrdwy ddofn B. Taylor
M/LW Ar lan y môr mae rhosys chochion B. Taylor
M/LE Are you going to Scarborough Fair? B. Taylor
M/LE Arise, arise, you drowsy sleeper, T. Stephens
M/LS As I cam in by Dunidier J. R. Davis
M/LS As I cam' in by Tyneside B. Taylor
M/LS As I cam' in tae Turra market J. R. Davis
M/LE As I came down from Tottenham T. Stephens
LI As I rode down to Galway Town Unknown
M/LI As I roved out on a fine summer's morning T. Stephens
LI As I roved out one mid summer morning
M/LI As I roved out one morning B. Taylor
M/LC As I roved out one morning in the lovely month of MayB. Taylor
LI As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair
M/LS As I walked into Glasgow City B. Taylor
M/LAM As I walked out in the streets of Laredo B. Taylor
M/LC As I walked out of St. James' HospitalB. Taylor
M/LE As I walked out one morning, down by a river's side, T. Stephens
M/LC As I wandered by the brooksideB. Taylor
M/LE As I was a walking down Paradise Street B. Taylor
LS As I was a walking one evening of late
M/LE As I was a-going to Derrydown Fair, T. Stephens
LS As I was a-walkin' one fine summer's day
M/LI As I was a-walkin' 'round Kilgary Mountain B. Taylor
M/LE As I was a-walking down by the Lock Hospital T. Stephens
M/LE As I was a-walking down Ratcliffe Highway, T. Stephens
M/LI As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains, B. Taylor
M/LE As I was going to Derby, T. Stephens
M/LI As I was sitting, aye, with jug and spoon T. Stephens
LI As I was walking down the road
LE As I went a walkin' one mornin' in spring
LS As I went doon to Strichen toon,
LI As I went home on Monday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
LI As I went into the Chandelier Shop, some candles for to buy
M/LE As I went out one May morning, T. Stephens
M/LAM As I went out to Lonecastle fair, T. Stephens
M/LE As it befell upon one time T. Stephens
M/LE As it fell on one holy day, T. Stephens
M/LS As mists of the evening creep over the hill B. Taylor
M/LE As pretty Polly Oliver lay musing in bed B. Taylor
M/LE As Sally sat a-weeping down by the seaside, T. Stephens
M/LAM As we marched down to Fernario, T. Stephens
LC At break of day past my fathers tower,
M/LS At Fyvie's gates there grows a flower T. Stephens
LS A-wassail, a-wassail throughout of this town
M/LAM Away from Mississippi's vale B. Taylor
LE Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
M/LC Away with Canada's muddy creeksB. Taylor
M/LS Away ye gay landscapes, ye Garrdens of roses B. Taylor
M/LS Aye Waukin' O!B. R. Tubb

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