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The Secret Portrait / Wha'll Be King But Charlie?
Come through the heather, around him gather,. Ye're a' the welcomer early. Around him cling wi' a' your kin,. For wha'll be King but Charlie?. Come through the heather, around him gather,.
The Ramblin' Rover
CHORUS. Oh, there're sober men and plenty,. And drunkards barely twenty,. There are men of over ninety. That have never yet kissed a girl.. But give me a ramblin' rover,.
The Queen Of Argyll
Gentlemen it is my duty. To inform you of one beauty. Though I'd ask of you a favour. Not to seek her for a while. Though I own she is a creature. Of character and feature.
The Parish Of Dunkeld
O, what a parish, a terrible parish,. O, what a parish is that o' Dunkel',. They hangit their minister, droon'd their precentor. Dang doun the steeple, and fuddled the bell..
The Loch Tay Boat Song
When I've done the work o day,. And I row my boat away,. Down the waters o Loch Tay,. When the evening light is fallin',. And I look towards Ben lawyers,.
The Isla Waters
I have funds tae buy me whiskey. Monie funds tae call my ain. But if I should get to fu' o' water. Wha's the man that would carry me hame?. . CHORUS: And if I be drunk in the Isla Waters.
The Fisherman's Song
By the storm-torn shoreline a woman is standing. The spray strung like jewels in her hair. And the sea tore the rocks near the desolate landing. as though it had known she stood there..
The Ferryland Sealer
Oh our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie.. They are already rigged to be bound for the ice,. All you lads of the Southern we will have you be aware.
The Chill Eastern Winds
Prepare you sweet flowers, for winter advances. And drink well the sunlight that touches your form.. Draw strength from the earth and repay her with beauty,.
The Broom O' The Cowdenknowes
How blithe each morn was I tae see. My lass came o'er the hill. She tripped the burn and ran tae me. I met her wi' good will. CHORUS:. Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom.
The Blackbird Of Sweet Avondale
By the sweet bay of Dublin, while carelessly strolling. I sat myself down by a green myrtle shade. Reclined on the beach, as the wild waves were rolling.
The Banks Of The Lee
Where true lovers meet beneath the green bower. Where true lovers meeted beneath the green tree. And Mary, fond Mary, she says unto her true love. "You have stolen my young heart by the banks of the Lee".
Sweet Dublin Bay
They sailed away on that gallant barque,. Roy Neal and his fair young bride. They had ventured all on that bounding ship. That danced on the silvery tide.
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