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English - E		Irish - I  		Scottish - S
Welsh - W
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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M/LE Was in the merry month of May B. Taylor
M/LE Wassail! wassail! all over the town, Unknown
M/LAM We are a band of brothers and native to the soil B. Taylor
M/LE We are the D-Day Dodgers, Unknown
M/LE We three kings of Orient are: Unknown
M/LE We were homeward bound one night on the deep B. Taylor
M/LC We were homeward bound one night on the deepB. Taylor
LI Wee Willie John McFadden was a loyal Ulster Prod
LS Wee Willie Winkie rins thro' the toun.
M/LW Wele goelcerth wen yn fflamio B. Taylor
M/LW Wele'n sefyll rhwng y myrtwydd B. Taylor
LI Well Eileen Orr, O that's me darlin's name is
LI Well if you've got a wing-o, take her up to Ring-o
LE Well met, well met, my own true love B. Taylor
M/LAM Well met, well met,"" said an old true love." T. Stephens
LI Well there's four of us who share the room, we work hard for the brass
LI Well, there was an old woman from Wexford
LS We're all met t'gither
M/LE Were I laid on Greenland's coast B. Taylor
LS We're no awa' tae bide awa'
M/LS Were you ever in Quebec? B. Taylor
M/LS What care we though white the Minch is? B. Taylor
M/LE What child is this, who, laid to rest, Unknown
LI What did I have said the fine old woman
M/LE What shall we do with a drunken sailor? (Midi 2) B. Taylor
M/LI What's the news what's the news oh my bold chevalier T. Stephens
M/LS Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad? B. Taylor
LE When blindness did guide me, I left my abode
LAM When boyhood's fire was in my blood
M/LE When Britain first, at Heaven's command B. Taylor
LE When Christ was born of Mary free,
M/LAM When first I came to Louisville some pleasure there to find B. Taylor
M/LE When first in this country, a stranger, I came, T. Stephens
M/LC When first my darling came a-courting meB. Taylor
M/LE When I was a bachelor, I liv'd all alone B. Taylor
LS When I was a lad, a tiny wee lad
M/LI When I was a little lad and so me mother told me,Alan Sim
LS When I was a miller in Fife,
LI When I was a wee thing, I heard my mother say
LAM When I was a young man and never been kissed
M/LAU When I was a young man I carried my pack Unknown
M/LAM When I was apprenticed in London T. Stephens
M/LE When I was bound apprentice in famous Lincolnshire B. Taylor
M/LS When I was no but sweet sixteen, T. Stephens
M/LE When I was single I wore a black shawl. T. Stephens
M/LE When I was young I was well beloved T. Stephens
M/LS When I'm lonely dear white heart B. Taylor
M/LI When Irish eyes are smiling, J. Huff
M/LAM When Johnny comes marching home again, Hurrah! Hurrah! B. Taylor
M/LE When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food B. Taylor
LS When she was only sixteen year
M/LAM When the blackbird in the spring B. Taylor
LE When the calendar brings in the cuckoo
LS When the King's son came along
M/LAM When the sun goes back and the first quail calls B. Taylor
M/LI When, like the dawning day, B. Taylor
M/LAM Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots? B. Taylor
M/LS Where ha' ye been a' the day? B. Taylor
M/LE Where have you been my long lost love T. Stephens
M/LE Where the bee sucks, there lurk I B. Taylor
LS Where the heather bells are blooming just outside Granny's door,
M/LI While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo B. Hicks
M/LAM While shepherds kept their watching B. Taylor
M/LE While shepherds watched their flocks by night, Unknown
M/LE Who killed Cock Robin? Unknown
LI Who will plough the fields all day and who will thrash the corn?
M/LS Why weep ye by the tide, ladye? B. Taylor
LS Wi' a hundred pipers, a' a', an' a',
M/LS Will ye gang tae the hielands, Leezie Lindsay," B. Taylor
LS Will ye go tae Sheriffmuir,
LI Will you come to the bower o'er the free boundless ocean
M/LE Will you come with me, my Phyllis dear B. Taylor
LS Will you go to Flanders, my Mally-o?
M/LI With fife and drum he marched away T. Stephens
LC Within a well, there came a flea,
M/LW Wyt ti'n hoffi dyri, Derwydd? B. Taylor

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