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SCRATCH BAND
TUNES in Eb
OCTOBER 2003
COLLECTED BY PAUL BARBER-RILEY
INDEX Advance Australia Fair............................ 117, 118 African Swallow ............................................ 66 After the Ball ................................................ 23 Alexander's Ragtime Band............................... 84 All For My Grog............................................142 All my trials.................................................135 Alnwick Castle.............................................. 30 And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda..............117 Andrew's Polka............................................. 44 Angels we have heard on high.........................170 Anniversary Waltz ........................................115 Another Fall of Rain......................................... 1 Are You Lonesome Tonight?............................ 27 Arrivaderci Roma.........................................102 Ash Grove..................................................129 Ashokan Farewell.......................................... 21 Athol Highlanders.......................................... 54 Auld Lang Syne...........................................115 Away in a Manger.........................................170 Baby Face.................................................110 Ballade Irlandaise.........................................124 Banana boat Song........................................105 Barren Rocks of Aden.................................... 79 Barrett's Half Century ..................................... 55 Basil Cosgrove's ........................................... 97 Battle Hymn of the Republic............................. 98 Battle of Jerico.............................................137 Beer Barrel Polka.......................................... 18 Belfast Almanac ............................................ 56 Berkshire Tragedy ........................................129 Billy of Tea................................................... 19 Black Velvet Band........................................142 Blarney Pilgrim ............................................. 50 Blaydon Races ............................................... 7 Blind Mary ..................................................121 Blue Moon..................................................106 Bluebell Polka............................................... 43 Bobby Shaftoe........................................... 7, 73 Bodmin Riding March..................................... 14 Boll Weevil..................................................135 Bonnie Kate................................................. 12 BONNY BREAST KNOT ................................. 79 Bonny Doon................................................. 19 Botany Bay .................................................. 28 Boulavogue.................................................. 28 Boy's Lament for His Dragan............................ 87 Bride's Favorite............................................. 57 Brighton Camp.............................................. 45 British Grenadiers.......................................... 79 Bye Bye Blackbird........................................110 Caddam Wood............................................. 71 Calypso Carol..............................................184 Can Can..................................................... 68 Can Can..................................................... 69 Careless Love.............................................. 72 Carneval di Venezia......................................104 Carolan's Concerto.......................................120 Carolan's draught.........................................119 Catalpa......................................................... 6 CHAIN DOUBLE QUADRILLE.......................... 67 Charles Lynch.............................................. 24 Chase me Charlie in G................................... 78 Cherry Tree Carol.........................................185 Chicken dance.............................................113 Christmas Day .............................................184 Church St...................................................... 4 Cindy.........................................................138 Clare Jig ....................................................... 7 Clare Jig ..................................................... 73 Clementine.................................................136 Click Go the Shears.............................. 11, 34,96 Cock O' the North in D.................................... 78 Cock o' the North........................................... 59 Cock of the North in G.................................... 78 Coconut woman...........................................105 Colleen....................................................... 59 Colleen......................................................... 8 COLONIALS QUADRILLE............................... 68 Columbus's Sword......................................... 71 Coming in on a Wing...................................... 72 Coming 'Round the Mountain..........................136 Copper Kettle..............................................134 Corn Rigs .................................................... 64 Cornish Floral Dance...................................... 80
Cosgrove's Schottiche.................................... 97 Cruising Down the River in G........................... 25 Cruising Down the River.................................. 26 Cuckoo is a Pretty Bird..................................133 Cuckoo Waltz............................................... 24 CUMBERLAND REEL.................................... 53 Cumberland Reel .......................................... 53 Cunnamulla Stocking Jig................................. 56 Daisy Daisy in F........................................... 26 Daisy Daisy in G........................................... 25 Danny Boy ..................................................143 Darling Clementine.......................................100 Dashing White Sergeant ................................. 12 Davy Nicknack................................................ 5 Day Trip to Bangor........................................139 Deck the Halls .............................................171 Dennis Murphys.............................................. 5 Devil Among the Taylors ................................. 56 Dicey Reilly.................................................143 Didn't He Ramble.......................................... 72 Ding Dong Merrily on High..............................171 Dingle Regatta................................................ 7 Dirty Old Town.............................................144 Do You Hear the People Sing?......................... 88 Donkey Riding.............................................. 12 Donna Donna..............................................133 D'Oro Waltz ................................................. 31 Dorset Four Hand Reels.................................. 70 Dorsetshire Hornpipe..................................... 93 Down at the Old Bull and Bush......................... 27 Down By The Riverside..................................110 Down by the Sally Gardens.............................144 Down in the Valley ........................................137 Drops of Brandy ............................................ 60 Drover's Dream............................................. 11 Drovers Dream ............................................. 34 Drowsy Maggie............................................. 63 Drunken Sailor.............................................132 Early in the Morning...................................... 87 Early One Morning........................................132 Edelweiss.................................................... 32 Endearing Young Charms................................ 20 Euabalong Ball ............................................. 28 Fairy dance................................................125 Father O'Flynn.............................................. 13 Father's Polka.............................................. 44 Fathom The Bowl.........................................130 Fiddler's Green............................................145 Fields of Athenry ..........................................145 Fiery Clock Fyece............................................ 6 Finnegan's Wake..........................................146 First Noel....................................................172 Flossy O'Toole.............................................. 33 Flowers of Edinburgh..................................... 74 Flying Pieman.......................................... 47, 48 Foggy Dew .................................................131 Foggy Foggy Dew ........................................132 For He's a Jolly Good Fellow ...........................115 For Ireland I'd not tell her Name.......................122 Forty Pound Float............................................ 2 Four Sister's................................................. 41 Foxhunter.................................................... 60 Galway Bay................................................147 Garryowen................................................... 47 German Waltz 1............................................ 30 Girl I Left Behind Me................................. 45, 77 Girl With the Blue Dress on............................ 4, 8 Glory Shines ................................................ 73 Go to the Devil and Shake Yourself ................... 57 God Defend New Zealand..............................118 God Rest You Merry Gentlemen......................172 God Save the King........................................118 Good Christian Men Rejoice............................173 Good King Wensleslas ..................................173 Goodnight Sweetheart.................................... 42 Grand Old Duke of York.................................. 85 Grandfathers Clock.......................................... 5 Great Storm is Over......................................134 Gypsy Rover...............................................147 Hackett's Schottiche...................................... 97 Happy Birthday ............................................116 Happy Wanderer..........................................135 Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.........................174
Harper's Frolick............................................. 12 Harvest Moon Schottische............................... 96 Haste to the Wedding..................................... 49 Haymaker's.................................................... 9 HEDLAND SCRATCH BAND SETS..................... 1 Heel and Toe Polka....................................... 13 Herb's Jig.................................................... 47 Hogmanay ................................................... 51 Hokey Pokey ...............................................114 Holly and the Ivy..........................................174 Holy Ground................................................148 Home On The Range....................................100 Homecoming................................................ 33 House of ther Rising Sun................................. 99 Hull's Victory ................................................ 76 Hundred Pipers........................................ 78, 83 I Belong to Glasgow....................................... 27 I Know Where I'm Going................................149 I Never Will Marry.........................................128 I Still Call Australia Home...............................117 If You Knew Susie......................................... 18 If You're Irish Come into the Parlour.............16, 169 I'll Take You Home Again Kathleen...................149 I'll Tell My Ma............................................... 13 I'll Tell My Ma..............................................149 I'm a Rover Seldom Sober..............................150 I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas ...................175 Irish Rover..................................................150 Irish Stew .................................................... 46 Irish Washerwoman....................................... 13 Island in the Sun..........................................105 It's a Long Way to Tipparary.......................15, 151 I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts................ 17 Jack Broke Da Prison Door............................. 65 Jacob's Ladder............................................129 Jamaica Farewell .........................................105 Jambalaya................................................... 99 Jenny Lind polkas.......................................... 44 Jingle Bells .................................................175 Jockey to the Fair.......................................... 58 John Brown's Body ..................................73, 136 John of Paris................................................ 58 John Peel.................................................... 86 Joy to the World...........................................176 Jug of Punch...............................................151 Keel Row.................................................... 75 Kelly the Boy From Killanne ............................. 81 Kelvin Grove...............................................123 Kesh Jig...................................................... 48 Kesh.......................................................... 49 Kilgary Mountain..........................................166 King of the Fairies ........................................125 Kumbaya....................................................130 La Cucaracha.............................................103 La Russe..................................................... 75 La Va......................................................... 95 Lament on the Death of Rev. Archie Beaton........122 Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream ...............116 Lazy Harry's................................................... 2 Leaving of Liverpool.................................14, 152 Lest We Forget............................................116 Let Me Call You Sweetheart............................. 23 Levi Jackson...............................................101 Liberty Bell................................................... 55 Life is All Chequered...................................... 46 Life on the Ocean Wave.................................. 59 Lilliburlero.................................................... 59 Lincolnshire Poacher........................................ 8 Little Brown Jug............................................ 44 Little Drummer Boy .......................................176 Loch Lomond................................................. 5 Londonderry Air ...........................................143 Long Black Veil............................................131 Long Long Trail............................................130 Lord of the Dance.......................................... 86 Louisburg ...................................................... 9 Love is a Beautiful Song.................................. 27 Love is Teasin'.............................................152 Loveliest Night of the Year............................... 26 MacPherson's Lament..................................126 Maggie May ................................................153 Maids When You're Young.............................153 Mairi's Wedding...........................................154
Mama Don't Allow.......................................... 72 Manchester Galop ......................................... 77 Manchester hornpipe...................................... 94 Marble Halls................................................108 March of the King of Laoise............................. 86 Margaret's waltz ............................................ 24 Marie's Wedding........................................... 73 Marino Waltz...............................................124 Mary Hamilton.............................................133 Mary's Boy Child ..........................................178 McNamara's Band......................................... 16 Men of Harlech............................................. 79 Merrily Kiss the Quaker.............................. 50, 61 Merry Blacksmith........................................... 63 Mexican Hat dance.......................................113 Michael Row the Boat Ashore..........................137 Midnight Special...........................................138 Milord........................................................140 Minstrel Boy ......................................... 122, 154 Minuet from Berenice....................................141 Miss Kate Rusby ..........................................127 MODERN DANCE........................................109 Molly Malone...............................................155 Monk's March............................................... 86 Moreton Bay ................................................ 28 Mountains of Mourne.....................................156 Mr Hitler...................................................... 82 Mrs Grace Bowie........................................... 51 Muckin' ......................................................... 9 Mudgee Schottiche........................................ 41 Mudgee Schottische....................................... 96 Munster Cloak .............................................. 33 My Old Man................................................. 15 No Hiding Place Down There..........................137 No Nay Never..............................................168 No title........................................................ 69 O Come All Ye Faithful .................................177 O Little Town of Bethlehem.............................177 O Sole Mio..................................................104 O Suzannah................................................. 98 O'Brien's Jig................................................. 57 Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?.................... 58 Oh Johnny Oh Johnny Oh! .............................111 Oh You Beautiful Doll....................................111 Old Joe Clark ............................................... 98 Old Legacy .................................................... 7 Old Orange Flute..........................................157 Old Palmer's Song........................................... 1 On Christmas Night.......................................178 On Top of Old Smoky....................................136 Once in Royal David's City..............................177 Onward Christian Soldiers..............................116 Orotaba Waltz .............................................. 29 Our God our help in Ages Past........................116 Over The Rainbow........................................107 Oyster Girl..................................................... 9 Pack up your Troubles................................... 15 Perfect Cure................................................... 6 Pick a Bale of Cotton.....................................135 Pinch of Snuff............................................... 62 Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance.............................. 97 Pirate Chorus ............................................... 89 Plaisir d'Amour............................................. 24 Planxty George Brabazon...............................119 Planxty Hewlett............................................119 Planxty Irwin................................................ 20 Pokare Kare Ana..........................................130 Port Hedland Carol .......................................182 Portsmouth.................................................. 79 Princess Royal.............................................. 77 Put your Little Foot......................................... 95 Puttin' On the Style.......................................138 Quartermaster's Stores.................................. 17 Rachel Rae................................................125 Raglan Road................................................ 81 Rakes Mallow ............................................... 12 Rakes of Mallow.............................................. 2 Rare Oul' Times...........................................158 Rattlin' Bog .................................................... 5 Red River Valley ................................... 100, 136 Red Wing.................................................... 68 Reedy River................................................123 Reel De Montreal .......................................... 76 Reilly's Daughter..........................................159
Repasz....................................................... 85 Resting Chair ..............................................126 Rickett's hornpipe.......................................... 94 Ride a Cock horse to Banbury Cross.................. 58 Rights of Man............................................... 94 Rising of the Moon........................................159 Roaring Jelly ................................................ 55 Robbie Hobkirk's........................................... 44 Rock around the Clock..................................113 Rocky Road To Dublin.................................... 60 Roddy McCorley......................................... 1, 81 Roisin Dubh with ornamentation.......................127 Roisin Dubh................................................127 Roll out the Barrel.......................................... 18 Rose of Aranmore......................................... 19 Rose of Tralee.............................................160 Rose Tree..................................................... 3 Roxburgh Castle........................................... 90 Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer.......................179 Rum Rebellion.............................................. 47 Saddle the Pony ...................................... 46, 49 Sail Away Ladies..........................................137 Sailor.........................................................106 Sally Gardens............................................... 64 Sally Sloane's .............................................. 95 Santa Lucia.................................................103 Sash My Father Wore....................................160 Scarborough Fair .........................................128 Scarterglen.................................................. 67 Scotland the Brave.......................................... 6 Scottish Wood .............................................. 33 SET DANCE: EVENING THREE STEP.............. 55 SET DANCE: VIRGINIA REEL......................... 73 Seventy Ninth Highlander's farewell to Gibraltar.... 82 Seventy Six Trombones .................................. 83 Shady Grove...............................................128 Shandon Bells .............................................. 46 Ship Ahoy.................................................... 17 Shoals of Herring.........................................128 Si Beg Si Mor ..............................................125 Silent Night.................................................179 Silv er Spear................................................. 76 Silver Threads Among the Gold.......................107 Smash Windows........................................... 49 Soldier's Joy................................................. 74 South Wind.................................................. 20 Spanish Lady .......................................... 3, 161 Spanish Waltz .............................................. 30 Speed the plough.......................................... 66 Spey in Spate............................................... 65 St Anne's Reel.............................................. 62 St Anthony ..................................................... 5 St Mary's....................................................... 4 Star of the County Down................................162 Stars up above............................................123 Staten Island................................................ 74 Steam Boat.................................................. 90 Strangers in the Night....................................107 Streets of London.........................................139 STRIP THE WILLOW..................................... 54 Susanna Suzanna......................................... 98 Swallow's Nest ............................................. 49 Sweet Jenny Jones.......................................131 Sweet Rosie O' Grady in D.............................. 25 Sweet Rosie O' Grady .................................... 26 Tempest................................................... 4, 8 Tennessee waltz........................................... 25 THADY THOU GANDER................................. 49 That Big Rock Candy Mountain........................101 That's Amore...............................................102 There But For Fortune...................................134 There's a Tavern in the Town........................... 15 Three Drovers .............................................183 Tie a Yellow Ribbon......................................139 Tobin's Favourite........................................... 56 Today ......................................................... 32 Tom Blackman's............................................ 19 Tom Dooley ................................................101 Too Young..................................................106 Toss the Feathers......................................... 75 Town I Loved So Well....................................163 Traveller...................................................... 65 Trip to Bavaria.............................................. 71 Tripping Upstairs........................................... 48 Turkey in the Straw ........................................ 62 Twist.........................................................113
VARSOVIENNA........................................... 95 Villikins and his Dinah....................................157 VIRGINIA REEL............................................ 72 Walkin' My Baby Back Home..........................112 Walter Bulwer#2............................................ 70 Walter Bulwer's Polkas ................................... 43 Waltz for Mr & Mrs Lysons............................... 31 Waltzing Matilda Buderim................................ 11 Waltzing Matilda Cowra.................................. 11 Waltzing Matilda............................................ 34 Wangaratta waltz .......................................... 31 WASHINGTON POST.................................... 55 Waves of Tory ............................................ 2, 3 Waxies' Dargle............................................164 We Shall Not Be Moved.................................. 72 We Three Kings of Orient Are..........................180 We Wish You a Merry Christmas......................181 Wearing of the Green..................................... 87 Welsh Rabbit...............................................123 When I Grow Too Old To dream ....................... 23 When Irish Eyes are Smiling......................32, 164 When the Red Red Robin...............................111 When the Saints............................................ 99 When You and I Were Young Maggie................165 Where Have All the Flowers Gone?................... 99 While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks.............180 Whiskey in the Jar ........................................166 White Cliffs of Dover...................................... 42 Wild Colonial Boy ....................................28, 167 Wild Rover..................................................168 Willafjord..................................................... 63 WILLOW TREE............................................. 50 Wiltshire Six Hand Reel.................................. 70 Wind That Shakes the Barley ........................... 66 Winster Gallop.................................... 53, 70, 77 Winster Processional...................................... 83 Wish Me Luck as you Wave Me Goodbye........... 42 With a Shillelagh Under My Arm........................ 16 Woodcutter's Jig............................................ 10 Worried Man Blues .......................................100 Yankee Doodle............................................ 98 Yarmouth Reel.............................................. 67 Yellow Rose Of Texas...................................100 You Are My Sunshine..................................... 17 You! You! You! ............................................106
1HEDLAND SCRATCH BAND SETS
1. MEDLEY: Another Fall of Rain, The Old Palmer’s Song, Roddy McCorley.Another Fall of Rain
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E A E B7 E A
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] [3 .3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [^3]
E B7 E Ahorus A E B7
.2 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 − .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .2 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 − .5
E A E B7 E
.5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] .2 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 −
The Old Palmer’s Song.
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B E B E F#7 B
.5 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7
E B F# B
.7 .6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .5
Roddy McCorley (Celts to Cobbers)
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E A B E A E C#m A E F#m
.3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3] [^3] .3 .3 ^3 .3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3
B7 E A G#m C#m F#m B7 E E E A B7 E
− .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3] [^3] .3 .3 ^3 .3
1 2
.3 .3 ^3 .3
Maggie May
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B E B F#7 B A
.4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 .5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5
F#7 B E B F#7 B
.5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 .5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^5
E F#7 B1 2
^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .3
22. Lazy Harry’s = 270
B E B C#7 F#7 E B
.3 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .5 .5 .3
E B F#7 B F#7 B
^4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4
C#7 F#7 B E F#7 B B
.5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3
3. MEDLEY: Forty Pound Float, Rakes of Mallow, Waves of ToryForty Pound Float (John Ryan’s)
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B E B B E B F# B E B B F#7 B
.6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^7
B E B B F# B E B F# B B1 2
.7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .6 .7 .8 ^8 .7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6
Rakes of Mallow (Walls of Limerick)
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E B E A B E
.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
E B E A B E
.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
Waves of Tory (Grand Old Dame Britannia)
42
B F# B F# B D#m E F#7 B B
^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .7 .7 .7 .7 .7
E B C#m F# B F# B D#m E F# B
^8 ^8 ^8 .7 .7 .7 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3
34. MEDLEY: Waves Of Tory, Spanish Lady, Rose TreeWaves of Tory
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B F# B F# B D#m E F#7 B
^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3
B E B C#m F# B F# B D#m E F# B
.7 .7 .7 .7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 .7 .7 .7 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 .7 ^8 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^4 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3
Spanish Lady
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B E B F# B E B F#
.5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5
B F# B E B F#
.7 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .8 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5
Rose Tree
44
3B B F#7 B G#m C#m F#7 B B D#m
.7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5
3G#m F#7 B B B C#m F#7 B B D#m
.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 ^9 ^9 .8 ^9 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .5
G#m F#7 B
.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6
45. MEDLEY: The Tempest, Girl With the Blue Dress onTempest, The (Wiltshire Tempest)
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B B F#7 B F#7 B F# G#m f# C#m F#7 B F#7 B
.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
E F#7 B C#7 F#7 B F# G#m f# C#m F#7 B F#7 B E B
^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
C#m C#7 F#7 B C#m C#7 F#7 B F#7 B F#7
^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
B F#7 B F#7 F#7 B
.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
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E B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E
.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
B7 E E A B7 E B E A B7 E
^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.Saint Mary’s
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E B E B
.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
3
E E E B E B1 2
.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
3
E E1 2
.3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [3 ^3] ^2
Church Street
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E A B E E A
.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
B B E A E B E1 2 1
.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
E B E2
.3 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .6
57. MEDLEY: Dennis Murphys, St Anthony, Rattlin’ Bog, Davy Nicknack, Grandfathers Clock, Loch LomondDennis Murphy’s polka
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B E F# B E F#
.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
B E B F# B E B F# B
.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)
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B E F#7 B E F# B C#m
.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
B C#m E B C#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
44
E A E F#7 B7 E A E F#7 E1 2
^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
E B7 E B7 E F#7 B7 E B7 E B7 E
.4 .3 ^3 .3 .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
44
E B7 E
.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
B7 E E B7 E
.5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .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
B7 E
.5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .3
Grandfather Clock
E B E A E B E A E1 2
.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
B7 E B7 E
.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
B7 E A E B7
.4 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^5 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6
6Loch Lomond
44
E A B7 E A B7 C#m E F#m B7 E
.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
B7
^3 .3
8. Scotland the Brave
44
E E A E F#7 B7 E A
.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
E A E B7 E B7 E F#7 B7 F#7
.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
B7 E A E A E B7 E
.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, CatalpaFiery Clock Fyece
86
.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
86
.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)
86
E E A C#m B E E A E B7 E
.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
E B7 A E C#m B E E A E B7 E
.5 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .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
710. MEDLEY: Dingle Regatta, Blaydon Races, Clare Jig, Old Legacy, Bobby ShaftoeDingle Regatta
86
E B E B E
.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 −
B B E B E B E B B7 E E
.5 .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
B E B E B E
.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
86
E B7 E A E B F#7 B B7 E
.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
B7 E A E B B7 E B7 E
^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .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 −
A E B F#7 B E B7 E A E B
^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 .4 ^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
B7 E
.5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
Clare Jig
86
E B B E
^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
E B A E E B A E E B E
.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
86
E A E
.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
A E A E A E A E
[^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
44
E A E B7 E A E B7 E E
.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
8
B7 E B7 E
^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 onTempest, The (Wiltshire Tempest)
42
B B F#7 B F#7 B F# G#m f# C#m F#7 B F#7 B
.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
E F#7 B C#7 F#7 B F# G#m f# C#m F#7 B F#7 B E B
^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
C#m C#7 F#7 B C#m C#7 F#7 B F#7 B F#7
^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
B F#7 B F#7 F#7 B
.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
44
E B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E
.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
B7 E E A B7 E B E A B7 E
^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, ColleenThe Lincolnshire Poacher
= 100
86
B G#m B B B F# B B B B B B B B F# F# B B
.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
B B B B F# B B G#m B B B F# B B
.8 .7 .6 ^7 .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
86
E E B A B F#m B E E E
.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
B A E E E E E E E F#m E1 2
^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
B E B E E E F#m E F#m G#m E
^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
E E1 2
.3 .4 ^4 .3 −
913. MEDLEY: Louisburg, Muckin’, Haymaker’s, Oyster Girl(D Then G), M’moiselleLouisburg (Uncle’s Jig)
86
.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
86
B E F# B E F# B
.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
E B F# B E F# B
^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
86
E A B A E E B7 E
.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
E A B E E B7 E
.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)
86
B F# B F# B E B F# B1
.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
B E F# B F# B F#2
.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
B1 2
.3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .3 .3 .4
Oyster Girl (in G)
86
E B7 E B7 E A E B7 E
.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
E A B7 E A E B7 E
.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
10Mademoiselle from Armentiers
86
E B7 E A E
.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
B E B E
^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .3
14. Woodcutter’s Jig
86
E B E B E B E B E B E
.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
A E B E B E A E B E
^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
1115. MEDLEY BARN DANCE: Click Go the Shears, Waltzing Matilda Cowra, Waltzing Matilda Buderim, Drover’s DreamClick go the Shears
44
E A E B7 E A B7 E
.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
B7 E A E B7 E A B7
^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
E
.3 .6 .6 .6
Waltzing Matilda (Cowra, normal)
44
E B E A E B7 E B E A E
.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
B7 E A E B7 E B E A E
^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
B E
^3 ^3 ^3 .3
Waltzing Matilda (Buderim)
86
E A E A B C#m B A A
.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
E E B E
.3 .3 .3 .6 .6 ^3 .4 ^3 .3
Drover’s Dream, The (The Flash Stockman)
86
B E A E B7 E
.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]
A E B7 E A E
[^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
B7 E A E B7 E
.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
1216. MEDLEY: Harper’s Frolick, Bonnie KateHarper’s Frolick
42
B F# B F# B F#7
.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
B F#7 B F# B
.7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 .6 ^7 .7 .7 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6
Bonnie Kate
44
E B E A E B1 2
.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
E A E A B E A E B E
.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 MallowDashing White Sergeant
44
B E F# B E
.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
F# B F# B F# B E F#
.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
B E B E F#7 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
44
E E F#m F#m E E E E C#m E F#m F#m
.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
C#m E E E
^5 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .3 .3
Rakes of Mallow (Walls of Limerick)
44
E B E A B E
.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
E E B E A B E
.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
1318. MEDLEY HEEL & TOE: Heel and Toe Polka, I’ll Tell My Ma)Little Brown JugHeel & Toe Polka
42
B E F#7 B B B E F#7 B B bc1 2 1 2
.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
42
E B E B E E/G#m A/F#m
.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
E B E A E B E
.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
86
E F#m E F#m B7
.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
E E B A E1 2
.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
A E A B7 E1 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’FlynnThe Top of Cork Road
86
B E F# B E F#
.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
B B F# B F# E B1 2
.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
E F# B Variations1 2
.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
1422. The Leaving of Liverpoolvia PR
42
D D7 G D Bm Em A7 D D7 G D A7
^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
D Bm Em A7 D A7 G D A7 D B7 E7 A7 D
^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
D7 G D A7 D Bm Em A7 D
^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^8 − ^7 .6 ^4 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 −
Leaving of Liverpool in D
42
B B7 E B F#7 B G#m C#m F#7 B B7 E B F#7 B G#m C#mF#7 B
F#7 E BF#7 B G#7 C#7 F#7 B B7 E BF#7 B G#m C#mF#7 B
23. Bodmin Riding March
44
B E B F#
.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
F# B F#7 B
^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
15GYPSEY TAPS
24. MEDLEY GYPSEY TAP: There’s a Tavern in the Town, It’s a Long Way to Tipparary, Pack up your Troubles, My Old ManThere’s a Tavern in the Town
42
E B7 E A B7
.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
E B7 E B7 E A E
^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
B7 E A B
^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
E
.6 .6
It’s a Long Way to Tipperary
44
B B7 E B F#7 B C#7
.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
F#7 B E D#7 F#7 B E B
^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
C#7 F#7 B
.7 .6 − ^7 .6 −
Pack Up Your Troubles
44
B B7 E B F#7 B C#7
.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
F#7 B F# E B C#m F#7 B E B F#7 B
^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
42
E F#7 B7 E G#7 C#m F#7 B7
.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
E B7 E B7 E B7 E A F#m B7
^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
E
.4 ^3 .3 .3
1625. MEDLEY GYPSEY TAP: If You’re Irish Come into the Parlour, With a Shillelagh Under My Arm, McNamara’s BandIf You’re Irish, come into the Parlour
86
E F#7 B B7 E A E F#7
.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
B7 E F#7 B7 E
^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
B7 E B7 E B7 E
^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
86
1 2
.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)
86
.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
86
.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
1726. MEDLEY GYPSEY TAP: I’ve Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts, Ship AhoyI’ve Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts
86
A E7
.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
B7 E A E7
^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
A
^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
E7
.6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .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
A
.5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 −
Ship Ahoy (All the nice Girls love A Sailor)
86
A7 D B7 Em
[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
A7 A7 D B7 Em
^5 .4 ^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
A7 D
[^3] .3 .4 .5 − .5 .4 .3 −
28. The Quartermaster’s Stores
44
B G#m B F# B B G#m B C#m B B B
.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
G#m C#m F# F# B B G#m C#m B D#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
44
E E7 A E A E C#m
.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
E B7
.4 ^4 ^3 ^3 .4 .3 −
1830. If You Knew Susie
B G#7 C#m F#7 F# B
.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
3F#7 B7 B E C#7 F#7 B C#7 C#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
F#7 B
.7 ^7 .7 .6 −
30. If You Knew Susie
A F#7 Bm E7 E A
.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
3E7 A7 A D B7 E7 A B7 Bm
^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
E7 A
.7 ^7 .7 .6 −
31. Beer Barrel Polka, Roll out the Barrel
PartA G D G
.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
D G PartBEb G
.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
3D G Link1 2
− [^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 D A7 D
[[^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 −
D7 G B7 Em A7 D Bm E7 A7 DC7 D
.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 −
19WALTZES
SCRATCH BAND WALTZ MEDLEYS
32. MEDLEY: Billy of Tea, Tom Blackman’sBilly of Tea
= 160
43
B E B C#7 F#7 B E B
.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
E F#7 B
.4 .5 .3 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3
Tom Blackman’s Waltz
43
3 3 3B F#7 C#m F#7 B F#7 B E C#m F#7
.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 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5
3 3 3 3
B B E C#7 F#7 B F# B
^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
E C#7 F#7 B
.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6
33. MEDLEY: Rose of Aranmore, Bonny DoonThe Rose of Aranmore
= 1000
43
B E B F#7 B E B F#7 B E
B E B F#7 B E B F#7 B
Bonny Doon
43
E B7 E B7 E C#m B7 E B7 E B7 E
.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
C#m B7 E E C#m B7 E B7 E
.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
B7 E C#m B7 E
^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] [3 ^3] .3 .3
2035. MEDLEY: Planxty Irwin, South Wind, Endearing Young Charms.Planxty Irwin
43
E A E C#m A E B7 E A E B7 E
.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
B7 E B7 E C#m F#7 B7 E A E C#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
A E B7 E
^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .3 ^2 .3
The South Wind
43
E B7 E A E A E
^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
C#m F#m B7 F#m B7 E1 2
.4 ^4 .5 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 ^2 .3 .3
All Those Endearing Young Charms
43
E A E B7 E B7 E A
.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
E B7 E A E B7 E B7 E
.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
A E B7 E
^4 ^5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 −
2136. Ashokan Farewell
43
B G#m B E B G#m B F# D#m B G#m B
.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
43
.4 .5 ^5 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .5 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .5 .3 .4
43
.3 .4 ^4 .3 .3 .4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 −
43
.2 .3 .3 − .2 [^3 ^3] − .5 .5 .2 .5
E B G#m B D#m F# B G#m B F# B G#m E
^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
B F#m G#m B F# D#m B G#m B
.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
22E B G#m B F# D#m B G#m B E B G#m B
^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
D#m F# B G#m B F# B G#m E B
.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
.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
.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
.2 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3 .3] .2 .3 − [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^2 [^3 .3] − [^3] ^2 .2
F#m G#m B F# D#m
.5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 (^4) ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3
.5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .3 .4 .5 .6 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4
^3 .5 .2 .3 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5
^2 ^3 .2 .3 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .3 .2 .3 .3 ^2 [^3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .3
2320th CENTURY WALTZES
37. MEDLEY: After the Ball, When I Grow Too Old To dream, Let Me Call You SweetheartAfter the Ball
43
E A E B7 E
.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
A E C#7 F#m B7 E A B7 E
.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
43
B F#7 B E B F#7 B D#m C#m
.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
B D#7 G#m B7 E B G#m B F#7 B
.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
43
B E C#7 F#7 B F#7 B
.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
E C#7 E F#7 B G#7 Ém F#7 B
[^6] .5 ^5 ^5 ^7 − ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 .5 ^8 .7 ^5 ^6 .6 −
2438. MEDLEY: Cuckoo Waltz, Plaisir d’AmourCuckoo Waltz
43
E B7 A
.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
E B7 E A E
.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
B7 E
.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
86
E B7 E F#m E B7 A B7 E F#m E B7 E E A E A E B7
.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
E F# B C#m B F#7 B7 Dinish on f#n F#
.4 .4 [^6] .5 ^1 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .5 .2
Plaisir D’amour (Baez)
43
.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 LynchMargaret’s waltz
43
E B E B E A
.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
3E A B E
^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
B E B E
.5 .3 ^4 .3 .4 .3 ^3 .3 [^3] [3 ^3] .3 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 ^3 .3
Charles Lynch’s Waltz
43
.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
2541. Tennessee waltz
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A A7 D A F#m Bm E7 A A7
.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
D A E7 A A C#7 D A A F#m Bm E7 A
.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
A7 D A E7 A A
.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
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B F#7 B E F#7 B G#m C#7 F#7 B F#7 B
.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
E D#7 E B G#m C#7 F#7 B
.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
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E A E B7 E F#7 B B7
.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
E C#m A E B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E
^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
Play this on D row
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^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
^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 6 6 ^6 6 ^6 ^7 6 ^5 5 ^5 5 41
^3 3 ^3 ^4 5 ^5 6 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^3 4 ^4
2642. Sweet Rosie O’ Grady
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A E7 A D E7 A F#m B7 E7 A E7 A D
.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
C#7 D A F#m B7 E7 A
^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)
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D G D A7 D E7 A A7 D
.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
Bm G D A7 D A7 D A7 D A7 D
− .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
43
^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
^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 6 6 ^6 6 ^6 ^7 6 ^5 5 ^5 5 4 ^31
3 ^3 ^4 5 ^5 6 ^5 6 ^5 5 ^3 4 ^4
45. Loveliest Night of the Year, the
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.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 −
2746. Love is a Beautiful Song
43
.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?
43
.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
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A D A F#m B B7 E7 A
.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
E7 D A B7 E7 A D A F#7 B7 E7 A
.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
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A E7 D A
.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 −
E A D A E7
.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
A E7 A
.6 .5 .6
28AUSTRALIAN WALTZES
50. Moreton Bay, Boulavogue) = 100
43
3 3E A E C#m E A E B E
.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
3A E C#m E A E B E
.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
43
B C#m B C#m B C#m B
.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
C#m B
.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
52. Botany Bay = 180
43
B F#7 B E F#7 B E B
.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
F#7 B
^3 ^4 .4 .3 −
53. Wild Colonial Boy
42
B E F# B F# E F# B
.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
F# B F# B E F# B
.5 .6 .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
2954. Orotaba Waltz = 180
43
.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
30OTHER WALTZES
62. Alnwick CastleKevin Briggs
= 140
43
3
E B7 E A B7 E B7 C#m F#m B7 E B7 A B
.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
A E B7 B7 E B B7 E B7 B B7 E B7 E E
.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
3
A B A E B7/F#m B7 E
^4 .5 ^5 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
63. Spanish Waltz = 116
43
.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
44
.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
3165. Wangaratta waltz = 170
43
E E C#m E A F#m E G#m A E B
.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
E E G#m E G#m B E G#m E
.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
G#m B E A E B E A E B
^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
E
^3 .4 .3 −
66. D’Oro Waltz = 200
43
1 2
.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 LysonsBarber−Riley
A
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3 3.3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3
3 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 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 ^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
B
3 3.4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4
3 3^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 ^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
3269. Edelweiss
43
E B E A E C#m A B E B7 E A E B E B7
.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
E F#7 B B7 E B7 E A E B7 E
.4 .5 .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
43
A E A A D F#m A F#m A A F#m A E A E F#m A D A F#m E E A E A1 2
.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
A B7 E7 A
.4 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^10 .6 ^7 .6 .6 −
71. TodayRandy Sparks
= 100
43
E C#m
.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
43
F#m B7 E C#m F#m B7 E A# A#m E C#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
F#m B7 E C#m F#m B7 B7 E1 2
^3 .4 ^4 ^2 ^2 ^2 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .2 ^4 ^3
3372. MEDLEY: Homecoming, Flossy O’Toole, Scottish WoodHomecoming
Merlina arr. King = 180
A
44
B F# G#m E B F# B F# B F# G#m E B
.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
F# B B B1 2
^6 .6 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .5 .6 .8
BB F# G#m E B F# G#m C# F# B E G#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
F# B F# B B1 2
^6 .6 ^7 .8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 .6 .5
Flossy O’Toole
43
E F#m B E B
.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
C#m E B7 E B7 E B7 E A E
^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
B7 E
^4 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3
Scottish Wood
43
B E F# B C#m F# E F# B B B1 2
.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
A B
^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 CloakBB&S
43
.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
3476. MEDLEY PARMA WALTZ, Bell Table, Under the Bridges of Paris)Bell Table
= 160
43
B E B D#m E F# E F# B E B D#m
.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
E F# E F# B B D#m G#m B E C#m F# B
^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
D#m G#m B E B F# B
.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)
43
E B7 E F# B7
.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
E B7 F#m G#7 F#m B7 E Bm7 E7 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]
E7 A E7 BmF#7 Bm E7 B Dm E7 A
.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
F#7 Bm Dm A F#m B7 Bm E7 A B7 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
43
.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
3583. Rothbury HillsAir − unknown, Harmony − Laurie Griffiths
43
E E B7 B7 E E F#7 B A E F#m B
.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
43
.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
E B7 E A A E E B7 B7 E B
.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
E E F#m B F#m B7 E
.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
43
.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
43
E E7 A E F#7 B7 E E7 A E C#m
.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
B7 E
.4 ^3 .3 −
3688. Mull of Kintyre
43
E A E A
.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
3
B7 E E A E A E
.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
43 3
.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
3
.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]
3790. Starry Night for a Ramble (as jig)EF
AABA
A
86
Segno B E B C#7 F#7 B E B F#7 B
^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
BE B C#m F# E B C#m F#7
^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)
86
B E B F#7 B E B F#7 B F#7
.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
86
.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
B F#7 B F#7 B C#7 F# F#7 B E
.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
B F#7 B E B F#7 B
.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
86
^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 − −
3895. Skye Boat Song, the
43
E F#m B7 E A E F#m B7 E A E
[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
C#m F#m C#m F#m C#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
43
Dm Dm7 Gm A7 Dm Dm7 Gm Em7 E7 A7 Em7A7
.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
D Am7 D7 G6 A7 D A7 Bm Em7 G6 A7 D C#m F#m D7Am7D71
.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
G D2
.3 − .3 .3 .3 −
98. The Flower of ScotlandRoy Williamson of Corries
43
.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
43
.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
39100. Song of the Moulin Rouge = 140
43
B F# B C#m B C#m B F#
.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
B F# G#m F# B F# B
.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
C#m B
^4 .4 ^3 .3
101. Last Waltz, the
43
1 2
^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
1
^5 ^6 .6 ^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
2
.5 ^5 ^6 .3
102. Raemona’s WaltzBrian Hebert
43
3E G#7 C#m E7 A B7 E E1
.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
3
G#7 C#m E7 A B7 E E G#7 C#m2
[[1]] .4 [[1]] [^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
3 3
E7 A B7 E E G#m A E A E
^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^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 3
F#7 B7 E G#m A E F#m B7 E E1 2
^3 [^6] ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^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]
40105. Midnight on the WaterLuke Thomasson
43
1 2
.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 −
41BARN DANCE TUNES
106. MEDLEY REELS BARN DANCE: Click Go the Shears, Waltzing Matilda, Drovers Dream)Click go the Shears
= 180
44
.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
44
3.3 .3 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 .6 .6 .6 ^5 ^5 ^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
44
3^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 ^3
3 3 3.4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .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 ^5 .5
3 3^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 .5
107. MEDLEY REELS FOUR SISTER’S BARNDANCE: Four Sister’s. Mudgee Schottiche)Four Sister’s Barndance
= 140
44
3 3A E7 D A E A D A B E7 A
.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
Mudgee Schottische
44
C#m A E C#m C#m A E F#m C#m A E C#m
.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
3
3
3
C#m F#m E C#m C#m C#m C#m E F#m E E C#m C#m
.4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^2 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3
3C#m C#m E E C#m
^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3
42110. Wish Me Luck as you Wave Me Goodbye
E E E E E B7 E B7 E E7 E C#m E
[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
B7 E G#7 C#m B F#7 B7 E E
^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
C#m E B7 E
− .3 ^4 .4 .2 .4 ^3 ^5 .5 .3 −
111. Goodnight Sweetheart = 100
B Bm E B G#m B G#m C#m F# D#m B
.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
G#m E B F# C# B Bm E B G#m B
− ^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
D#m B G#m
.7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .5 [^6] .5 .7 .6 −
112. White Cliffs of Dover
31 2
.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
43POLKAS
113. Bluebell Polka = 210
44
3 3
E B E
.4 .5 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .4 .4 .5 .6 .7 .7 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .3
B E B F#7 B
^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
F#7 E B E E F#m E
.8 .8 .7 .7 .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
F#m E
.4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .3
114. MEDLEY: Walter Bulwer’s PolkasWalter Bulwer #1
42
.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
44
.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)
44115. MEDLEY: Robbie Hobkirk’s, Father’s PolkaRobbie Hobkirk’s Polka
44
.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
44
.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 JugHeel & Toe Polka
= 140
42
B E F# B B B E F# B B1 2 1 2
.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
42
E B7 E B7 E E B E
.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
B7 E B E B7 E
^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
42
B E B F#7 B B E B F#7 B B
.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
F#7 B F#7 B
.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 −
45138. The Girl I Left Behind Me, Brighton Camp)Brighton Camp
= 180
42
.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
46DOUBLE JIGS
180. MEDLEY JIGS COUNTRY BUMPKIN: Irish Stew, Saddle the Pony, Shandon Bells, Life is All ChequeredIrish stew
86
.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
86
E B7 E B7 E B7 C#m A B7 E
.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
C#m B E C#m G#m C#m C#m A B7
^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
E
.4 .3 .3 .3
Shandon Bells (Cluig Sean−duin)
86
B C#m F#7 B E F#7
^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
B B F#7 B E F#7
.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
B
.6 −
Life is All Chequered
86
.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]
47181. MEDLEY JIGS FLYING PIEMAN: Flying Pieman, Herb’s Jig, Rum Rebellion, Garryowen)Flying Pieman
86
B G#m B B B B G#m F# B G#m B B B B G#m B B B
.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
E E B B E F# B B E E B F# B B
^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
86
.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
86
.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
86
.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
48182. MEDLEY JIGS FLYING PIEMAN:Flying Pieman, Kesh Jig, Tripping Upstairs)Flying Pieman (see above)
The Kesh Jig
86
E E B B E E C#m E E E B B E E
.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
B E B E E E C#m E E E B B E E C#m E1 2
^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
E B E E
.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6
Tripping Upstairs
86
B E B F#7 B E B E B
.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
F#7 B G#m F# G#m
^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .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
F# F#7 B
^6 .5 .5 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6
49184. THADY THOU GANDER, Swallow’s Nest, Saddle the Pony, Kesh, Haste to the Wedding, Smash WindowsSwallow’s Nest
= 134
86
C#m B C#m B
^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
C#m
^4 ^3 ^3 ^3
Saddle The Pony
86 3
E B7 E B7 E B7 C#m A B7
[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
E C#m B E C#m G#m C#m C#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
A B7 E
^5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3
Swallow’s Nest (above)
The Kesh Jig
86
E B A E A B E B A E
.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
B E B E E A B C#m B E B A B1 2
^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
E B7 C#m E
.6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6
Swallow’s Nest again
Haste to the Wedding
86
B E B E F#7 B E B B F#7
.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
E B E B B E B E F#7 B1 2
.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
E B F# E B1 2
^7 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .8 .6 ^7 .6 .6 .5
50Swallow’s Nest again
Smash the Windows
86
B E B F# B E F# B
.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
B F# B E B E B F# B
.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
F# B E B E B F#7
.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
B
.6 −
186. WILLOW TREE, Blarney Pilgrim, Merrily Kiss the Quaker’s Wife)Merrily Kiss the Quaker’s Wife
BB&S
A
86
E A E B E A E B E
.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 −
BE A E A E B E A E A E B E
^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 −
CE B E B E B E B A E E B E
.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
86
E B E B C#m B E B E B
[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]
C#m B E C#m B C#m E B E E B E E C#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]
B E B E B E B C#m E B E B C#m B
.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]
E B
.3 [^3 .3 .3]
51194. MEDLEY JIGS: Mrs Grace Bowie, The HogmanayMrs Grace Bowie
Air:Unknown, Harmony and bass Laurie Griffiths = 120
86
B B B F#7 F#7 C#m F#7 C#m F#7 C#m F#7
.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
86
.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
86
− − − − − − − − − − − − − −
B F#7 B B B F#7 F#7 C#m F#7 C#m F#7 C#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
− − − − − − − − − − − − − −
F#7 B B B B C#m C#m F#7 F#7
^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
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
F#7 B B B B C#m C#m F#7 F#7
^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
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
52F#7 B
^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 −
^8 .7 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 −
− − − −
The Hogmanay
86
E B7 E E G#m C#m B7 C#m B B
.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
86
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
B7 E E B7 E E G#m C#m B7 C#m B B7 E
^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
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
E B7 C#m G#m C#m B F#m C#m B E B7 C#m B E B7 C#m G#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
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
C#m B F#m C#m B7 E B B7 E
[^3] − [3 ^3] ^2 [3 .3] ^2 ^3 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 [3 ^3 .3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3
− − − − − − − − − − −
53208. MEDLEY JIGS: CUMBERLAND REEL, Cumberland Reel, Winster Galop)Cumberland Reel
King of the Cannibal Islands = 140
86
B E B C#m F# B E B G#m F# F#7 B B
.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
C#m G#m C#7 F#7 B F# E B
.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
F# E B C#m F# F#7 B
.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[
42
E B E A E B7 E E
.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
A B B B7 E
.6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3
54211. STRIP THE WILLOW, Athol Highlanders)Athol Highlanders
= 134
86
Gb Db7 Gb Abm Db7 Gb Db7 Gb Cb Db7 Gb
.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
Gb Cb Gb Abm Db7 Gb Cb Gb Cb
.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
Db7 Gb Gb Abm Db7 Gb
.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
Cb Db7 Gb Gb Cb Gb Fb Gb
.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
Cb Gb Cb Db7 Gb
^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
55215. SET DANCE: EVENING THREE STEP, WASHINGTON POST, Liberty BellLiberty Bell
= 120
86
E A F#m B B7 E B E
.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
F#7 B7 F#7 B B7 B E A B7
.7 .6 .6 .5 [^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
E B7 E F#7 B7 A G#7 A G# A E B7 E E7
.3 − .3 ^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
A E7 E A
.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
E B7 E7 A E7 E
^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)
A D E7 A
^7 .5 [^6] .5 .7 .1 .7 .5 [^6] .5 ^5 ^8 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 .6 −
225. Roaring Jelly
86
.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
86
.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
56231. Tobin’s FavouriteTrad, arr Phil Rowe
86
B F#7 B E F# F#7 B F#7
.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
B F#7 F#7 B B F# F#7 B E F# F#7
.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
B F#7 B F#7 F#7 B
.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 AlmanacCumberland Reel Jig
86
E B7 E E B7 B7 E C#m F#m B7 A B7 E
.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 −
E B7 E E7 A E A E A B7 E
.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
86
.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 TaylorsTrad, arr Phil Rowe
86
Gb Cb Gb Abm Gb Abm Db7
.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 −
Gb Gb Db7 Gb Db7 Gb Gb
.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
Gb Db Db7 Gb Cb Gb Abm
.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
Gb Abm Db7 Gb
.4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 − ^3 − .3 .3
57245. Go to the Devil and Shake YourselfEF
86
B E B B F#/a+ G#m F#7 B E B B F#7
.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
B F#7 B E C#m C#7 F#7 B E B
.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
B F#7 B
.6 .7 .6 ^7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 .6 .6
247. Bride’s Favorite, O’Brien’s Jig)
86
E E B F#m E E E B F#m
.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
4
B E E B E E G#m C#m E B E F#m
^3 .3 ^2 .3 .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
B E E A E E B E E B C#m G#m F# G#m
^3 .3 ^2 .3 .2 .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
E
.6 ^7 ^6 .6
58ENGLISH (SINGLE) JIGS
259. John of Paris (Ninety−Five)Trad
= 110
86
E A C#m E F#m B E B E
.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
A C#m E F#m B E F#m E
.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
C#m E C#m E C#m A E F#m E B E
^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
A C#m E F#m B E F#m E
^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 FairMcCuskers
86
E E E F#m B F#7 B C#m F#7
.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]
B7 B A E E A E A E
.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
A B C#m B7/d+ E A E AEm B E B E
^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 CrossTrad
= 200
86
.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
86
.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
59263. Life on the Ocean Wave, ATrad
= 200
86
.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 NorthTrad.
86
G#m G#m B G#m G#m G#m C#m C#m G#m G#m B G#m G#m C#m G#m G#m
^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
G#m G#m C#m C#m B G#m B G#m G#m C#m G#m G#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
86
.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. ColleenBarber−Riley
= 140
86
E E B A B F#m B E E E
.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
B A E E E E E E E F#m E1 2
^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
B E B E E E F#m E F#m G#m E
^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
E E1 2
.3 .4 ^4 .3 −
60SLIP JIGS
279. Drops of Brandy (in D)
89
.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)
89
.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
89
.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, theToby Bennett
89
F#m E F#m E F#m E F#m E F#m E F#m
^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
F#m E C#m G#m C#m E F#m E F#m E F#m E
[^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
E F#m E F#m E C#m G#m C#m E
.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
61287. Merrily Kiss the Quaker
812
.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
62REELS
288. MEDLEY REELS: Turkey in the Straw, St Anne’s Reel, Pinch of SnuffTurkey in the Straw
= 220
44
E B7 E
.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
B7 E A E B E B
.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
E B7 E
.4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3
St Anne’s Reel
44
.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
44
.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
63289. WillafjordTrad Shetland (Shetland)
= 200
44
B E B C#m F#7 B E
^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
F#7 B B C#m E B C#m F#7
.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
B C#m E F#7 B
.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
C#m C#m B C#m C#m B C#m1 2
^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
B B F# B E B F# B
.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
B E F# E
.8 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .4 .3
291. The Merry BlacksmithTrad.
44
B E F# B
.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
E F# B B E F#
.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
B E F# B
.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
6416. Sally Gardens = 120
1
3
E B E
.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
3
B E E F#m
.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
3
E B E
^7 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 .6 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 .5 ^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
.3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .4
3
.5 .4 ^5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .3 .4 ^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
3
^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 ^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 RigsTrad
.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
65294. Jack Broke Da Prison DoorTrad Shetland
= 240
44
E (C#m) (F#m) B E (C#m) B(Am) B1 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
E E B E (C#m) (F#m) (B) (F#m) (B)1 2
.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)Trad Shetland
= 240
44
E (C#m) (F#m) B E (C#m) B(Am) B1 2
[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
E E B E (C#m) (F#m) (B) (F#m) (B)1 2
.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
.3 .4 .3 .5 .3 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 .3 .4 .3 .5 .3 .4 .3
31 2
^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^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
3
1
.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
3
2
^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4
297. Spey in Spate, theJ. Scott Skinner (Scotland)
= 140
44
E F#m E
.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
C#m F#m E E G#m1 2
.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
E F#m B E
.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
F#m E
^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^7 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 ^3 .3
66298. Speed the plough (Scotland)
44
3
E E E E F#m E F#m G#m B E1 2
.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
E E E C#m F#m E F#m B B E1 2
.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
44
B G#m B E F#7 B
.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
G#m B E F#7 B E B F#7 B E
.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
B F#7 B E B F#7 B E F#7
.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
44
B B G#m B E B E F# B C#m B E E C#m
.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
D#m B B B E B E B E F# B B E B
.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
E B B B
^5 ^4 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 .5 .4 ^3 .3
67303. MEDLEY REELS: CHAIN DOUBLE QUADRILLE,Scarterglen, Yarmouth Reel)Scarterglen
Trad. = 250
42
E C#m B E B E E1 2
.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
E A E B E A E B E E B C#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
E B C#m A E B E
.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
42
.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
68304. MEDLEY REELS: COLONIALS QUADRILLE,Can Can, Red Wing)Can Can
= 134
42
F# B E B F#7 B C#7 F#7 B
.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
E B F#7 B F#7 B B E B F#7 B B B B F#
^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
B B E B F#7 B B E B F#7 B B7 E B7 E
^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
B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E B E
^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
B7 E B7 E E
^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^3 .4 .3
Red Wing
42
E E E E A C#m E A F#m E E F#m G#m B C#m E E
.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
E E A C#m E E A F#m E E F#m G#m E E C#mC#m C#m G#m E E E C#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
E B B C#m E E E E C#m C#m C#m G#m E E E C#m E B F#m E E C#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
69305. Can Can (parts)Celebrated Galop from "Orpheus in the Underworld"
Offenbach Arr Lynn Palmer = 140
42
.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
44
− − − − − − − − − − −
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
− − − − − − − − − − − −
− − −
70307. MEDLEY REELS: DORSET FOUR HAND REEL,Dorset Four Hand Reel, Winster Galop, Walter Bulwer#2)Dorset Four Hand Reel
= 120
42
E E A A E E E F#m E E A A E E E E1
.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
E E E C#m E E F#m E C#m G#m E C#m E E F#mG#m E E2
.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[
42
E B E A E B7 E E
.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
A B B B7 E
.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
42
E A B7 E A B7 E
^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
B E B F#7 B B E B F#7 B
^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
Trad = 130
44
B B B F#7 B F#7 F# F# F# B F#7 B B F#7 E
.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
F#7 E B B F#7 E E F#7 B
^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
42
E A E B E A E B7 E
.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
E E F#m B7 E E B7 E
.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
42
Gb Cb Gb Db7 Gb Cb Db7
.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
Gb Gb Cb Gb Db7 Gb Cb Db7 Gb
.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
71313. MEDLEY REELS:TRIP TO BAVARIA, Trip to Bavaria, Caddam Wood, Columbus’s Sword)Trip to BavariaHamish’s Tune
= 240
44
Gb Db Db7 Gb
.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
Gb7 Cb Db Cb C8 Db7 Gb G8 Abm Db
.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
Db7 Gb Gb7 Cb Db Cb C8 Db7
.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
Gb
.6 .6
Caddam Wood
44
E B7 E1
[^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
B7 E E B72
^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
E B7
^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
44
B F# B F# B
.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
B F# B F#
.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
B
.3 .3
72314. MEDLEY: VIRGINIA REEL, Mama Don’t Allow, Didn’t He Ramble, Coming in on a Wing, We Shall Not Be Moved, Careless LoveMama Don’t Allow
Trad
42
E E E E E E D B7 E E A
.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
A E B7 E
.4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 −
Didn’t He Ramble
42
B F# B B
^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
F# B
.7 .7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 −
Coming in on a Wing
42
B F#7 B E F#7 B E B F#7
.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
B
.6 −
We Shall Not Be Moved
42
E B7 B7 B7 E A E B7
.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
E A E
.3 − −
Careless Love
42
E B7 E B7 E E B7 E A
.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 −
E A
− −
73315. SET DANCE: VIRGINIA REEL,Bobby Shaftoe, Clare Jig, Marie’s Wedding)Bobby Shaftoe
= 160
42
B F#7 B F#7 B
.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
F#7 B F#7 B
^7 ^8 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^8 ^8 .7 .8 .7 .6 .7 .8 .8 ^7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 .6
Clare Jig
86
E B E A B E
^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
E B A E E B A E B E
.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
42
B E F# B E F# B E
.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
B F# B E F#
.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 BodyGlory Shines
Laurie Griffiths
44
E E E E E E B7 B7 E C#m G#
.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
C#m F#m B7 E E
.4 .4 .3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 −
John Brown’s Body
86
E E E E A A E E E E
.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
44
.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
G# C#m F#m B7 E E B7 E E1 2
.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 − − −
74323. MEDLEY REELS: Flowers of Edinburgh, Soldier’s Joy, Staten IslandFlowers of Edinburgh
= 180
44
.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
44
.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
44
.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
75OTHER REElS
324. La RusseKevin Briggs, via EF
44
E A B E B B7 E
.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
B E B F#7 B E B F#7 B
.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 Rowvia PR
44
3E F#m E B7 E B7 E B7 E E B7 E1
.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
E A E B7 E A E B7 E E A E A
.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
E A E B7 E
.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]
76327. Silver Spear
44
.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
3.4 .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 ^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
3.7 .8 .8 .8 ^9 .8 .8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5
349. Hull’s Victoryvia PR
44
D G D A D D A
.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
Bm E7 A D G Em A D
.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
A D A7 D
^7 ^7 ^6 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 .7 .6
355. Reel De Montrealvia PR
44
E E B E E E
.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
B E B B F#m B B F#m
^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
F# B
.8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .6 −
77358. Princess RoyalAbingdon
AABCBCB
A
44
E B E E B E A E F#m e d# c# B7 a# g# f# E B7 E
.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
A A b c# A/c# b a g# E/b B7 E B7 E E A E A F#m e d# c#
^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
42
B7 a# g# f# E B7 E E B C#m B7 E B C#m A A E E
^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^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
44
F#m e d# c# B7 a# g# f# E B7 E
^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 .3 .3
359. Girl I Left Behind Me, theBrighton Camp
44
A C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m E C#m A C#m C#m C#m B G#m
.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
C#mC#m E C#m E C#m E C#m C#mG#m A C#m C#m C#m B G#m C#mC#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
44
E B E A E B7 E E
.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
A B B B7 E
.6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3
369. Manchester Galop
44
3 3
E B A E A E B E C#m G#m A G#m F#m E
.5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4
3 3 3 3 3B E E A E E F#m F#7 F#7
^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .5
3 3 3
3
E A E A E F#m B7 E B7
.4 .5 .4 .3 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6
78SLIDES
370. Cock of the North in G, or Chase me Charlie in G
86
1 2
.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 DBB&S
812
^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 PipersTrad, arr Phil Rowe
86
E A E F#m B7 E A E B7 E
.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
E A E F#m B7 E A E B E
.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 −
79MARCHES
379. British Grenadiers
42
.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
44
B F#7 B B F#7 B B
.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
F#7 C#m B B F# C#m B
^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 danceB B D#m B B C#m B
.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
42
E A E E E A E B E E1 2
.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
E A B E A E B E E1 2
.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
44
.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
80382. Cornish Floral Dance
42
B B B D#m B B B B E E B B C#m C#m B B E E
.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
B D#m B B B B
.4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .3 .3
81383. MEDLEY: Kelly the Boy From Killanne, Raglan Road, Roddy McCorley.Kelly the Boy From Killanne
= 350
44
.3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 − .3 .4What’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 ^5wind 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 ^3bring, 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
44
.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 ^3On 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 ^3snare 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 .3said, Let grief be a fal − len leaf at the daw − ning of the day.
Roddy McCorley
44
.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 ^5Oh 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 ^3cot. 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.
82384. Mr HitlerDad’s Army Theme
44
.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
44
.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
B
^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
C
.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
D
.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
83386. Winster Processional = 100
42
B B E B B B E B E B B
.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
E B B F# E B B E B E B B E B B
^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 PipersTrad, arr Phil Rowe
86
Gb Cb Gb Abm Db7 Gb Cb Gb Db7 Gb
.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
Gb Cb Gb Abm Db7 Gb Cb Gb Db Gb
.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
86
Intro Part F#
^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
− .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
Part G#
.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
Link to F#
.4 .4 [^1] .4 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^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
84389. Alexander’s Ragtime Band = 100
86
.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
85390. RepaszIrish Guards, the
= 60
86
.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 YorkTrad
= 116
42
.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
86395. March of the King of LaoiseBB&S
23
^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 DanceSydney Carter, arr Eric
segno
44
B7 E C#m G#m C#m F#m F#m B7 E C#m G#m C#m F#m B7
.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
A E E C#m E C#m E F#m B7 E A E B7 E F#m B7 E A
.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
FineE F#m B7 E A B.S. E
.3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3
397. John Peel
44
.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
44
B C#m B B C#m B B C#m B
.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
B F# B B E F# B E F# B C#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
B B F# B
.4 .5 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .4 .3 ^3 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3
87399. Boy’s Lament for His DraganSeventy Second Highlander’s Farewell, the
= 200
44
.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 GreenTrad
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 MorningThey Called the Bastard Stephen
42
.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
88410. Do You Hear the People Sing?Music:Claude−Michel SchOnberg Lyrics Alain Boublil & Jean−Marc Natel, English: Herbert Kretzemer
= 120
44
33
G D Bm E
.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
33
Asus A D G D
.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
3 3Bm Em A7 D C#7 Bm F#m F#m/E
[2 .3] .3 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 ^2 .3 ^2 ^2 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^6 − ^5 ^6 .6 ^5life 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
3 3 3 3
3
3D Bm7 E A E7/A A
.6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4join 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
3
3F#m B7 E7sus E7 A D A
.4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^7 .6 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 ^4mu − sic of a peo − ple who will not be slaves a− gain! Whenthe bea− ting of your heart Ech− oes the bea− ting of the drums, There is a
3
45
44
F#m Bm7 E7 A A Am F/A Am rit...........1 2
.4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 (^1) ^7 ^4 ^6 .6 .4 .4 .6 .3 .3 .3life a− bout to start When to− mor − row comes! Will you come?
410. Do You Hear the People Sing? Bass line
44
45
1 2
44
89411. Pirate Chorus (from the Pirates of Penzance)Come, Friends, We’ll Always Be
Gilbert and Sullivan = 120
44
.7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5Come, Friends, who plough the sea, Truce to Na − vi − ga − tion,
44
.5 ^5 ^5
44
.5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 .4take an − oth − er sta − tion, Let’s va − ry pi − ra − cee, with a lit − tle bur − gla − ree
3
^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6
.7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .7 .7 ^7Come, Friends, who plough the sea, Truce to Na − vi − ga − tion, take an − oth − er sta − tion, Let’s va − ry
^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^6 .6pi − ra − cee, with a lit − tle bur − gla − ree
.5 .6 ^5
− − − −
90413. MEDLEY HORNPIPES,Harvest Home, Boys of Bluehill, Belfast)Harvest Home
Trad = 150
44
B F#7 B
.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
3 3 3 3F#7 B F# B F#7 B
.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 33
F#7 C#7 F#7 B F#7
^7 .5 .7 .5 ^8 .5 .7 .5 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^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
B
.6 .7 .6
Boys of Bluehill
44
3 3B B E C#m B C#m B G#m
.6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .4 .5 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 .8 ^8 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6 ^5
44
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
3 3B B G#m C#m B C#m B G#m B B
.5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .3 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^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
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 ^6 .6
3C#m E B C#m B G#m B B G#m C#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 ^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
3
B C#m B B
.7 .8 .8 .7 ^7 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .7 .6
.6 ^5 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^5 ^6 .5
91Millicent’s Favourite (Belfast Hornpipe)
44
Part F#
.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 G#
.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
^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
3 3 3
3 3 3
3 3 3 3
3 3Part A
.7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 ^9 .8 ^8 .8 ^8 .7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .8 ^8
3 3 3
3 3 3 3 3
.7 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6
415. Off to California
44 3
3
3
E E E A
[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
3E E B E A E
.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 ^2 .3 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^6
3
3
3
A C#m E C#m A B E B E A
^5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .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
3E C#m A B E
.6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3
92416. Londonderry Hornpipe = 180
A
44
3
.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 .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
B
3
3
.7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 .7 .8 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^6 ^7 ^8 .8 .7 .6 .5 .6 ^8 .7 ^7 .7 .6 ^6 .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
C
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
33.4 ^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 .6 ^6 .6
D
3 33 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
E
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
F
.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
93419. MEDLEY HORNPIPES: THE STEAM BOAT,The Steam Boat, Roxburgh CastleSteam Boat, the
= 174
44
3
E A F#m B B7 E
.5 ^5 ^6 .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
A B B7 E E A F#m B E B B7
^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
E A B B7 E
.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
44
Gb Cb Gb Cb Gb Abm Db7 Gb
.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
3
Cb Gb Cb Db7 Gb Gb
^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
Cb Gb Abm Db7 Gb Cb Gb Cb Db7 Gb
^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
44
.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
94421. The Rights of ManBB&S
= 1 = 150
44
3 3 3 3
3.3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^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
3 3 3
.4 ^4 .5 ^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)
44
3 3
.5 ^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 ^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
3
^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^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
95VARSOVIENNAS
428. MEDLEY: VARSOVIENNA, Sally Sloane’s. Put your Little Foot, La VaSally Sloane’s Varsovienna
= 160
43
3
E C#m E A B B7 E B7 E
.4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 .4 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .3
B7 E B7 E B7 E
^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
43
E B B7 E B B7 E E
.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
B7 E
.4 .3 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .2 ^2 ^3 ^2 ^3 .4 .3
La Va
43
B F#7 F#7 B B1 2
.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
F#7 B
.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
96SCHOTTICHES
441. Mudgee Schottische
44
C#m E C#m E C#m E
.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
3
3
3
C#m C#m B E C#m
.4 .4 .6 ^3 .4 ^6 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .3 ^5 .3
3E C#m
^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 .6 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^3
442. Harvest Moon SchottischeTrad Australian, playing of Jamie carlin
= 60
3 4 3A A E D D E F#m A A A E D
.5 ^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
3 3 3
3
3Bm E A A A A D E F#m A F#m A
^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4
3 3 3A A D E F#m F#m
.5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 ^5 ^4 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 .6
446. Click go the Shears
44
.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
97448. Cosgrove’s Schottiche
44
3 3 3G#m B B G#m F# C#m B B
.5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 − ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 − .5
3 3 3
3
G#m B B G#m F# C#m B B B B
^5 .5 .4 .5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 − ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^6
3
3
3
3 3 3
3B G#m F# F# B B B B B G#m
.6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 − ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 .6 .5 − ^7 .7 ^7 .7 .7 ^7 .7 .7 .8 .7 .6 ^6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 − ^6 ^5
3
3
F# C#m F# B
.5 ^6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .6 .5
449. Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance, Basil Cosgrove’sHackett’s Schottiche
44 3
3 33
A E B A B F#m E E A E
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4
3B A B F#m A E E E F#m A
^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .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
B F#m E E E E F#m A B F#m
.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
A A
.3 .3 ^2 .3
450. Hackett’s SchotticheBasil Cosgrove’s Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance
= 180
44 3
3 33
[3 ^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^2 .3 − .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 − .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 ^3 .4 ^4 − .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
98AMERICAN
462. Yankee DoodleToo Young to Marry
Trad = 116
42
.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
42
E A E7 F#7 B7 E B7 E A E F#7
.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
B7 E B7 E
^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3
464. Old Joe Clark
42
^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] − .2Fare thee well, Old JoeClark Fare− the well I’m bound, Fare theewell, Old Joe Clark, Good− bye Bet − sy Brown.
465. The Battle Hymn of the Republic = 80
86
F#
G#
99466. JambalayaHank Williams
= 100
44
.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 .4Good− 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 −
3
^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 .4test 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 −
3
.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 .5bo, ’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 SaintsKevin Briggs, via EF
44
E F#7 B7 E E7 A Am E F#7B7 E
.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
43
[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?Pete Seeger
= 100
44
.5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^4 .4 .3 ^3Where have all the flow − ers gone? Long time pas− sing, Where haveall 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 ^2Where have all the flow − ers gone? The girls havepicked them ev − ’ry one, Oh when will they e− ver learn? Oh when will they e − ver
.3learn?
100469. Red River Valley (American)
= 126
44
.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 (American)
= 126
43
1 2
.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 (American)
= 150
43
.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
44
E B7 E B7 A
.2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 [^3It takes a wor − ried man to sing a wor − ried song, takes a wor − ried man to sing a wor − ried
44
.4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 − .2 .3 .3 .3 ^3 [^3] .3 .3 .3 .2
E B7 E B7 E A A6 B7 E E1 2
.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 .3song, 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
A E
− .4 .3 .4 −wor − ried long
.3 .4 −
473. Home On The Range = 126
43
1 2
[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
101474. That Big Rock Candy Mountain = 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
44
E E7 E B7 F#m
[3 .3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 .4 .4 .4 [3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 ^3 [3 .3 .3] .3 ^3 ^3
44
− − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − − −
B7 E1 2
.4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] .3 .3
[2 .2 .2 .2] − − − − − − − − −
475. Levi JacksonFolk Camps, via EF
44
E E B7 E E G G F#m B7 E E B7 E
.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
A Am E C#7 F#7 B7 E E A A F#m
[^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
F#m C# C# A#m D#m C# F#7
^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
B B7 E A B7 E
^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
102ITALIAN
476. That’s Amore
43
.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
44
.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 −
103478. La Cucaracha = 150
D A7 A Em Em7 A7 D
[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]
D Bm7 D Bm7 D A7 Em7 A7 D
.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
22
[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 = 120
43
A E E A E7
.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] ^4Sul ma − re luc − ci − a, L’as − tro d’ar − gen− to, Plac − ci dae l’on − da,
A
^4 .5 .4 ^3 ^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 .5Pro spe− roeil 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.
D A E7 A D
.7 ^7 .6 ^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 ^7Ve − ni − teal − 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
A E7 A
^7 .6 [^6] .5 .6 .7 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^7 ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 .6Bar − chet − ta mi San ta Lu ci − a San − ta Lu − ci − a
104480. Carneval di Venezia = 240
43
E B E B E
.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
B E B E
.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
44
.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
105LATIN AMERICAN
482. Banana boat Song, the
D G D Em D G D
.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
Em D D6 F#m G D Em D D6 F#m G D Em D
^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
3 3B E F# B F# B
.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
B E F# B E F# B
.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
E A E B E B E A E B
.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
E E A B E A
.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
E B E
.4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3
485. Coconut woman = 60
44
.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
Aoda1
[^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
106SLOW DANCE TUNES
486. Blue Moon = 150
A F#m Bm E7 A F#m B E7 A F#m Bm E7 A D A1 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
Bm E7 A F#m Bm E7 A G E B E7
^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
A F#m B E7 A F#m Bm E7 A F#m Bm E7 A
.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
B B7 E B B F#7 F#7 B B7 E B F#7 B
.5 .4 − .3 .3 ^4 ^5 − .5 .4 − .3 .4 ^3 − .5 .4 − .6 .6 ^4 ^5 − .5 .4 .4 .4 .2 ^3 .3
B7 E B F#7 B B7
− .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
E B F#7 B
.6 ^5 ^4 .3 ^4 ^5 .6 ^5 .5 − .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .5 ^4 .5 ^5 ^2 .3 −
488. You! You! You!
E A E B7 E A E B7 E
.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
B7 E F#7 B F#7 (Dinish with one F#) B7
^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 −
107490. Over The Rainbow = 130
A C#m D A D A F#m Bm A1 2
.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
E7 A E7 A B7 E E7
^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
44
E B7 E B7 E E B7 E E
.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 −
B7 E F#7 B7 E B7 E B7 E
^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 −
E B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E
.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 NightBert Kampfert
22
.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
f# 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
108493. Marble Halls
44
.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
109496. MODERN DANCEBEATLES: Hey Jude, Let it Be, Michelle, Penny Lane, Ob La Di
Hey JudeBeatles, abc file by Bernard Loffet
= 70
44
3
^segno D A A7 D G D A7
.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
D D fine F D7 G Em7 A7 D1 2
^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
D7 G Em7 A7 D D7 ^D.S. al fine A7
.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
44
A E F#m D A E D A E
.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
F#m D A E D A F#m E D A
^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
E D A
.7 .7 ^8 − .7 .7 − ^7 .7 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 − .4 .5
Michelle
B Em7 A G F# G ^Segno F# B Em7 A G
.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
3 3 3F# ^to aoda G F# Bm Am D7 G F# Bm Em Bm A#+ Bm7 Bm6
^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
Em7 ^segno F# F# G Bm Em F# B Em B
.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
E C#m F#m7 B7 E C#m Em7 Em6 C
.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
B7 A D F#m7 G D F#m7 G
[^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]
B7 B7 E A1 2
^3 ^2 [3 .3] .3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .2 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3
110Ob−La−Di
E B7 E E7 A
.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
E B7 E BC 2nd versefine1 2
.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
A E A E B7 ^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
D A7 D
.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
A7 G D1 2
.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 −
A7 D G D E7
.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
A E7 A B7
.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
E7 A C#7 F#m D
− ^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
A F#m Bm E7 A
− ^5 ^1 ^5 .6 ^6 ^5 − .5 ^1 ^5 (^4) ^6 .7 .6 −
499. Bye Bye Blackbird
E B7 E B7
.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
E Bm C#7 F#m A B7 E Bm
.4 ^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
C#7 F#m B7 E
^3 [1] .3 ^3 ^4 − ^2 .3 −
111500. Oh Johnny Oh Johnny Oh!
A E E7 A Bm E7
.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
A E D C#7 A
^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
B7 E7
^7 (^1) ^7 ^5 − ^5 (^4) ^6 ^5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 −
501. When the Red Red Robin Comes Bob Bob Bobbing Along
E E E E7
.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
E C#m F#m B7 E B7 E
.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
B A Am E C#m E
.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
B7
^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
112503. 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 −
113PARTY
506. Rock around the Clock
A E7
[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
A E7 D7 A E7
.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 −
A 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
44
.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
86
A E7 A1
.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
A A E72
.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]
A A1 2
.8 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 [^10] .6
114510. Hokey Pokey, the
44
A E7 A
.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
E7 A E7 A A1 2
.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
115SPECIAL OCCASIONS
511. For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow = 100
86
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
43
A A# E7 Bm E7 Bm7 E7 E+ A6 Ao E7
.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
E7m A7 D F#+ B7 E+ A C#m7 F#7 B7 E7
^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
A D A
.6 .6
513. Auld Lang Syne
D Em A7 D G D Em A G A7 D G D Bm Em A7
.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
D G D Bm Em A7 G A A7 D
.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.
116514. Happy Birthday
86
C#m B F#m E E B A E E
[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 = 100
43
.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 PastIsaac Watts 1674−1748 Tune William Croft 1678−1727
= 1 = 140
3 verses
.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 ForgetFor Those In Peril on the Sea
Wm Whiting. Tune John Bacchus Dykes 1823−76
= 140
(Recessional) 3 verses
.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
44
.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
117519. And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda
43
B E F#7 E
.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
F#7 E B F# E B
.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
E B F#7 B E B
.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 HomePeter Allen
= 120
43
D F#7 Bm D Dsus4D G Bm7 E7 Em7 D F#7 Bm E7
.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
D Em7 D F#m F#m7 F#m6 Bm7 E7 A C# F#m
.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
F#m7 F#m6 Bm7 Em7 A7 D F#7 Bm D Dsus4D G
^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
Bm7 E7 Em7 D F#7 Bm E7 D Em7 D D F#7 Bm
.4 ^4 .4 .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
D Dsus4D G Bm7 E7 Em7 D F#7 Bm E7 D D
.3 .3 ^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
D
^4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .6 −
521. Advance Australia FairAmicus
= 160
44
E F#mF#7 B F#7 B E A E F#7 B E B F#7 B A E B
.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]
A B A E C#m E B7 E B E B7 F#7 B7 E A E B7 E
[^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
118522. Advance Australia Fair (upper octave)
44
.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 ZealandNew Zealand National Anthem
Thomas Bracken, Tune John Woods = 140
.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
43
E B7 E A E B7 E B E B7 E E B7 E F#m B7 E E B7 E
.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
3
A E B7 E
^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3
119O’CAROLAN
525. Carolan’s draughtTurlough 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 HewlettTurlough O’Carolan (Ireland)
= 140
43
B B B D#m B B B G#m B E B B B B B
.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
B B B G#m E E F# E E F# E E B B B E B D#m B
.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
B B G#m B E B B
.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 BrabazonO’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
120528. Carolan’s ConcertoBB&S
= 60
42
3G#m B G#m B
.5 ^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
E B C#m D#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
3B F# B1 2
.4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 ^4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^9 .8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 .8 ^6 .8
E B F# G#m F#
^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
E B D#m B C#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
3B C#m B dinish on one F# part1 2
.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 ^5 ^6
121529. Blind Mary = 45
44
^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]
44
.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
122AIRS
530. For Ireland I’d not tell her Name
43
.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 BeatonJ. Mason 1971
= 58
Slow and pathetic
.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 BoyThomas Moore (1779−1852) Air "the Moreen", an Ancient Irish Air, recorded by the Clancy Bros on songs of Rebellion.
= 240
44
E F#m E C#m E B E E E C#m G#m E1 2
.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
C#m E C#m E E F#m E C#m E B
^5 .4 .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
123533. Welsh Rabbit = 100
42
E F#m E B E F#m E
.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
B E F#m B E B E B E A E F#m E
^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^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(C) Chris Kempster
= 125
44
v1,2,4,5,7
.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
42
E B/f# E/g# E A F#7/a+ B7 B7 E B/f# E/g# E A Am E E e# F#m F#m7/e
.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
B7/d+ B7 E g# F#7/a+ B7 B7 E B/d+ C#m C#m b A Am E E
^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
44
.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 −
124537. Ballade IrlandaiseTraditionnel abc file by Bernard Loffet
= 300
44
.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 = 70
A
44
.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
B
[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
125539. King of the Fairies = 40
42
[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 MorCarolan
43
.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 (Scotland)
= 70
44
.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 danceNathaniel Gow ? (England)
= 80
44
.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
126543. The Resting ChairTrad
44
.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
44
.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 = 50
44
Verse
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3Fare − well, ye dunge − ons dark and strong. Fare− well, fare − well to thee. Mc Pher − son’s life will not
Bhorus
^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 .3be 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.
127545. Miss Kate RusbyJohn McCusker (Battlefield Band) Pub Kinmor Music arr.PBR
= 80
43
3 3E B C#m B E B F#m B E
.2 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .5 .2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 ^3 ^2 .3 ^4 .4 .5 .3 ^2
3 3F#m E F#m B E B C#m B E B F#m
[^3] ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .2 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 − .2 .4 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .5 .2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .5 .2 ^3 .3 ^2 [^3] ^4 .4
3B G#m E B E C#m F#m C#m B F#m B E1 2
^3 ^6 .6 ^7 .7 ^6 ^7 .6 .3 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .3 ^2 [^3] .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 .5 .3 [^3] ^3 ^4 .4 ^2 ^3 .3
546. Roisin DubhRoisin Bheag DubhMy Little Dark Rose
Traditional Celtic = 60
43
B B B C#m B B C#m G#m B C#m B B C#m B B B C#m B C#m B B B B C#m B B C#m
B B B B E B B B B B C#m B B C#m B G#m B B B B B C#m B B C#m G#m B C#m B
B C#m B B B B1 2
547. Roisin Dubh with ornamentation = 60
44
B G#m F# B F# B
3
F# B G#m F# B F#
3
B F# B G#m B F# B
F# G#m F# B
128SONGS
600. Shoals of Herring = 76
42
.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 FairTrad. North England
= 150
43
[^3 ^3] .4 .4 − .4 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] [^3] .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 [^6] ^3 .4 − − − ^5
43
[^3 ^3] [3 ^3 .3] .3 ^2 [^3] [^3 ^3 ^3] [2] .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^2 ^6 ^6 ^5
^5 ^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
43
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
42
Cheeksas 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.
129606. Ash Grove, the (2 parts)Old Welsh tune
Words Thomas Olipham
43
E F#m B E A E B7 E B7 E C#m
.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
43
[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
F#m F#7 B E A E B7 E Bm C# F#m B7
^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
E B F#7 B B7 E F#m F#7 B E A E B7
.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] −
E
.3
[2]
607. Berkshire Tragedy, the (Trad)
86
.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 .3A 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 .3he 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
A E7 A D A E7 A
130609. Fathom The Bowl = 100
43
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
42
A D A A Bm E7 A D A
Bm A E7 A
611. Pokare Kare Ana
43
D G A7 D G
.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
D A7 D
[^3] .3 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 ^2 ^2 [^3 .3] .3
612. Long Long TrailKevin Briggs, via EF
86
E E A E B7 B7 E F#7
.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
B7 E E A E B7 B7 E E
^3 − .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
B7 E C#m F#m C#m C#m G#7 C#m C#m F#m C#m
− .3 ^3 .3 − ^2 [^3] − ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3] − ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^4 .4
C#m G#7 C#m F#m C#m C#m G#7 C#m A A
[^3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^1] .4 − [^3] − ^2 [^3] ^2 .3 [^3] ^4 .4 [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3 .3 ^3] ^2 .3 [^3 .3 ^3] ^2
A G#7
.3 [^3] ^2 .3 .3 ^3 [^1] .4 −
131613. Long Black VeilMarijon Wilkins and Danny Dill
= 128
44
[^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 .3Oh Ten years a − go on a cold dark night, Some− one was killed ’neath the Town Hall light. The peo− ple who
aho:
.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 ^5long 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 .3knows, No − bo − dy sees, No bo − dy knows but me.
614. Sweet Jenny JonesAdderbury
43
.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
44
’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.
132616. Foggy Foggy Dew, the (2 parts)Trad
= 170
44
E A F# B7 E A F#
.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
44
[3 .3 .3] − − − − − [3 .3] [3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3] − − [^3]
B7 E B7 E B7 E A F#
^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
B7 E
^2 ^2 ^2 [3 ^3 ^3] ^2 .2 .3
.3]
617. Drunken SailorTrad sea shanty
= 240
44
C#m B C#m E B C#m Aho
.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
B C#m E B C#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)
42
E# A# E# A# D#m B#7 E# A# B#7 E# B#7
.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
42
B#7 E# B#7 E#
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
133620. Mary Hamilton = 130
43
.3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 − .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4Last 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 .3Bea− ton and Ma − ry Car − mi − chaeland me.
621. Donna Donna = 100
44
Verse
.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 ^3High 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 ^4wing − ing swift − ly thru the sky. How the winds are laugh − ing, they laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the
Ahorus
.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 .4whole 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
43
[^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] ^2Oh 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 .5tell − 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.
134623. There But For FortunePhil Ochs
= 100
44
.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 ^2I’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 = 100
86
Verse:
.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 − .4Get 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
Ahorus
^3 − .5 .5 ^5 ^5 − ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 − ^5 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 −toil. You’ll just lay there by the ju − ni − per while the moon is bright. Watch the jugs a − fil − ling
.3 .3 ^2 .3 ^2 [^3]in the pale moon light.
625. Great Storm is OverBob Franke
= 100
22
.5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 [^3 .3] .5 .5 .5The thun − der and light − ning gave voice to the night. The lit − tle lame child cried a − loud in her fright. Hush, lit − tle
Ahorus:
.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 .3ba− 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.
135626. All my trials = 132
44
B D B D#m C#m D#m
.5 .5 .3 .3 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 (^4) − ^6 .6 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 − .4If re − li − gion was a thing that mo− ney could buy, The rich would live, and the poor would die, All my
C#m F#7 B
.4 ^3 ^3 − − ^3 − .4 ^3 .3 −tri − als Lord, Soon be ov − er.
Chorus
F#mB B7 Em C#m F#7 B
.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 = 250
42
E A E B7 E ahorus:G
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
A E B7 E
pick a bale of cot− ton, Oh Lor − dy pick a bale a day.
628. The Boll Weevil = 100
42
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
44
.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 .5I 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 .3ree, 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.
136630. Red River Valley = 100
44
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 − enedour path− way a − while.
631. On Top of Old Smoky = 100
43
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 = 100
44
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
43
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
86
. − . − John Brown’s bo − dy lies a − mould − rin’ in his grave; . − . − John Brown’s bo − dy lies a − mould − rin’ in his
ahorus:
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.
137636. Michael Row the Boat Ashore = 100
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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 = 132
80
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
43
Down in the val − ley, Val − ley so low, Hang your head o − ver, Hear the wind blow.
638. Sail Away Ladies = 100
42
refrain:
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.
ahorus:
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
GE A B7 C#mF#7 B7 E E7 A A7 E F#7 B7 E
138640. Cindy = 154
44
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
ahorus:
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 SpecialSouthern Prison Folk song
= 180
44
E A E B7 E A E
3
42
B7 E Ahorus A E B7 E
644. Puttin’ On the Style = 140
44
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
ahorus:
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.
139645. Tie a Yellow RibbonRound the Old Oak Tree
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^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
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.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)
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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
5 7 ^4 ^7 6 5 ^5 ^1 ^5 |][5 ^5 [^4] ^6 [^4 4] ^1 4 4 5 ^5 5 ]|]
140648. 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 3 4 [^1] 4 31 2
141OTHER
1000. Minuet from BereniceHandel
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.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
142− IRISH SONGS −
Appear in alphabetical order
2000. All For My Grog
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E E E B E
.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 ^2It − ’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
B
[^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
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A D G D A7 D D
.5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 − ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 ^2 [^3 .3] − .5 ^4 .4 .4 [3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3Her eyes, they shonelike the dia− monds. You’d think she was queenof the land; And her hair hung o − ver her shoul
Bm Em A7 D
.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 boundAnd many an hour of sweet happiness, I spent in that neat little townTill bad misfortune befell me, And caused me to stray from the landFar 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 farWhen I met with a pretty young damsel, She was selling her trade in a barWhen I watched, she took from a customer, And slipped it right into my handThen 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 appearThe judge, he said, "Young fellow, The case against you is quite clearAnd seven years is your sentence, You’re going to Van Dieman’s LandFar 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 meAnd whenever you’re out on the liquor, Beware of the pretty colleenThey’ll fill your with whiskey and porter, Until You’re not able to standAnd the very next thing that you know, You’re landed in Van Dieman’s Land
1432003. Dicey Reilly
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E B E
.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 ^3Ah 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
B B
.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 .3off 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 stareShe’ll say, "It’s nearly half passed one, Time I went in for another little oneBut the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly, Now at two, pubs close and out she goes as happy as a larkShe’ll find a bench to sleep it off at St. Patrick’s Park, She’ll wake at five feeling in the pinkAnd 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 soundAfter four she’s a bit unstable, After five underneath the tableBut 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 lightNext morning she’ll get out of bed, And look for a cure for her headBut the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
2002. Danny Boy, or Londonderry Air
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A Bm F#m A E
^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − .3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^3 − ^2 .3 ^3Oh Dan − ny Boy, The pipes, the pipes are cal ling, From glen to glen, and down the moun− tain side, The sum− mer’s
A A Bm E A E A E A
.4 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6gone, and all the flow’rs are dy ing, ’Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide. But come you back when
D A E A C#m E A F#m
^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .5 .5 .5 .7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^5 .6sum− mer’s in the mea dow Or when the val − ley’s hushedand white with snow, ’Tis I’ll be there, in sun− shine or in
A E A Bm A
.5 .4 .3 − ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] ^2 .3 −sha dow,
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying, And I am dead, as dead I well may beYou’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 beIf you’ll not fail to tell me that you love me, I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
1442004. Dirty Old Town
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B G#m B B
[3 ^3] .3 .4 − ^3 .3 .4 .3 .2 − .4 .5 ^5 − .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 − ^5 .5 .4I found my love by the gas− works cry, Dreamed a dream by the old ca − nal; Kissed my girl
G#m F# G#m G#m
− ^3 .3 .4 .3 .2 − [^3] .3 .4 ^3 − ^3 .3 [^3 ^3] −by the fact − ’ry wall, Dir − ty old town, dir − ty old town.
Clouds are drifting across the moon, Cats are prowling on their beatSprings 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 fireSmelled 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 fireWe’ll chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town, dirty old town
2005. Down by the Sally Gardens
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A E D A D E A A E D A
.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 .5Down by the Sal − ly gar − dens My love and I did meet. She passedthe Sal − ly gar − dens with
D E A D E F#m A E
^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 .5lit − tle snow white feet. She bid me take love ea− sy, As the leavesgrow on the tree. But I, be− ing young and
D A D E A
^5 .5 .6 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3fool − 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.
1452006. Fiddler’s Green
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D G D Bm D G D A7 G
.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 ^5Oh Fidd lers Green is a place I’ve heard tell. Where fish − er − men go if they don’t go to Hell. Wherethe weath− er is
D F#m D G D A7 D A7 D
^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 − .5fair 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
G D A7 G D F#m Em D A7
^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 ^3more on the docks I’ll be seen. Just tell me old ship− mates I’m ta− king a trip, mates, and I’ll seeyou some− day on Fidd lers
D
.3Green.
Now Fiddler’s Green is a place I’ve heard tell, Where fishermen go when they don’t go to HellWhere 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 tailYou 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 tooNow 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 seaAnd 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
44
B E B F# B E F#
[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 ^3By the lone − ly pri − son wall, I heard a young girl cal ling, "Mi − chael they are ta − king you a − way,
B E B F# B C#m B
− .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 [3 .3] ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 −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,
G#m B F# B E
.5 ^5 .5 .3 − .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4Low, lie the fields of A − then − ry, where once we watched the small free birds fly; Our love was on the wing, We had
B F# C#m B
.4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 [3 .3] ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 −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 skyFor she lived to hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay, It’s so lonely round the fields of Athenry
1462008. Finnegan’s Wake
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F#m E F#m
.5 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3Tim Fin − ne − gan lived in Walk − in’ Street, A gent− le − man I − rish, might − y odd, He had a brogue both
D E A F#m A
.4 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7rich 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
F#m A F#m D E A F#m
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3he 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,
E F#m D E A
.4 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^6 .6Dance 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)
1472009. Galway Bay
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E B E
.2 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 ^2 .5 .5 ^3 ^3 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 [^1] .4 .2 .3If you e − ver go a − cross the sea to Ire − land, Then may − be at the clo− sing of the day; You will
B A
.4 .4 .4 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^2 [1] ^3 [1] ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 .4 ^3 .3sit 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
2010. Gypsy RoverWhistling Gypsy
44
E B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E B7 E C#m
.2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 [3 .3 .3 .3] .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .2 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .4 .3 .3 ^3Gyp − sy ro − ver come o − ver the hill. Down thru the val − ley so sha− dy. He whis− tled and he sang till the greenwoods rang And he
E A E A B
.4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 [^3 .3]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."
1482011. The Holy Ground
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A D#m
.3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 ^6Fare thee well, my love ly Di nah, A thou − sand ti − mes a dieu. We are bound a − way from the
F#m A E A F#m A
.6 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5Ho − 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
F#m A SHOUTED Aho F#m A
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .5still 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
F#m A
.6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .3still I live in hope to see the Ho − ly gro− und on − ce more.
Now when we’re out a−sailing and you are far behindFine 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 moreOh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore;The poor old ship she’s sinking fast and the riggings they are toreThe night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon,
But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once moreIt’s now the storm is over and we are safe on shoreWe’ll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adoreWe’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
1492012. I’ll Take You Home Again Kathleen
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.2 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .4 .4 ^3 [1] ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .4I’ll take you home a− gain Kath − leen, A − cross the o − ceanwild and wide. To where your heart has e − ver been Since
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^3 .5 ^5 [^6] .4 ^3 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 [^6] .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 ^3 ^4 .4 .4first 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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.4 ^5 .4 .4 ^4 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .4 ^3 .4 [^6] .5 .5 .4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^5 [^6] .5 .4voice 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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.4 ^3 [1] ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 ^2 .3where 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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.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 ^3 .3 .3I’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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.5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^3 .4 .4 .4 .4 .3 ^3 ^2 [^3 .3] .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 .3 .3 .3She is hand− some, she is pret− ty, she is the belle of Bel − fast cit − y. She is cour− ting one two three Pleswon’t you who is he
Here she comes as white as snow, Rings on her fingers and bells on her toesOh 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 skyShe’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 homeLet 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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.3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .2 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .3 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3I 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.
1502015. I’m a Rover Seldom Sober
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.3 .3 .3 [3 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3] .3 .3 .3 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 .5 .5 ^3 ^2I’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
.3 .2 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^3 .3think − 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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.5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^7In 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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.7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6car − 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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^7 .7 ^7 ^6 .5 .5 .4 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 ^7 .6drove 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 TyroneAnd 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 stonesWe 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 fogAnd 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
1512017. It’s a Long Way to Tipperary = 90
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.4 ^4 .5 .5 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − .7 ^7 .6 ^5 − .6 .5 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 − .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − ^6 .6It’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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^7 ^5 ^6 .6 ^7 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 − ^5 ^6 .6 .7 − ^8 ^5 .6 ^7 .7 − .6 ^7 .7 .7sweet− est girl I know! Good− bye, Pic− ca − dil − ly! Fare− well Lei − cester Square! It’s a long, long
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.7 .6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 − ^7 .6 −way to Tip − pe − ra − ry. But my hea − rt’s right there!
2018. The Jug of Punch
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.5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4As 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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.5 .5 ^5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .4 .4 ^4song 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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.5 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^5 ^4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^5 ^5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3bir − die sat on an i − vy bunch, And the song he sang was the Jug of Punch.
If I were sick, and very badAnd were not able to go or stand,I would not think it at all amissTo pledge my shoes for a jug of punch (CHO & last two lines of verse)
What more diversion can a man desireThan to sit him down by a snug turf fire,Upon his knee a pretty wenchAnd upon his table a jug of punch (CHO & last two lines of verse)
And when I’m dead and in my graveNo costly tombstone will I have,I’ll dig a grave both wide and deepWith a jug of punch at my head and feet (CHO & last two lines of verse)
1522019. Leaving of Liverpool
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.3 ^3 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 − .3 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .6 ^5Fare 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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.5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 − ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .5 ^6 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5but 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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^3 − .5 .5 ^4 .4 − .4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 ^5 .5 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .3 −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 HornAnd 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 nameAnd 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 wellIf 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 LaneFor 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 remainFor 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]
1532021. Maggie May
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.5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .3 .3 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6was a damnedyoung fool in the Port of Li − ver − pool, When I called there on my first port home from sea. Oh,
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.6 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .5 ^3 .5 .5Mag − 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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.5 .4 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^4 ^5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .6 .3robbed so ma − ny sai − lors, And dosed so ma − ny wha − lers, But you’ll ne− ver cruise ’round Pe− ter streetno 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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.2 .3 .3 .3 [^3 .3 .3] .4 .4 .4 ^3 ^2 .2 − − .2 .3 .3 .3 [^3 .3 .3] .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5An 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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.5 ^4 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 ^2 .2 .3 .3 .3 [^3] ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 .3old 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 youngWhen 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 youngWhen 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 youngWhen 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
1542023. Mairi’s Wedding
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.5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] .3 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 [^3] − [3 .3]O − ver hill − ways up and down, Myr − tle greenand 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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.2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3The 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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^5 ^6 .6 .6 .3 ^3 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 .6 ^6 .6 ^5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .3tra − ys thee, 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!
1552025. Molly Malone
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.5 .6 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 .7 .6 .8 .7 .6 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 .5In 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
.6 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 .7 .6 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6 .5wheeled her wheel − bar − row through the streetswide and nar− row, Cry − ing "Coc − kles! and Mus− sels! A − live, a − live Oh! A −
.6 .6 .6 .6 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^7 ^8 .7 ^7 .8 .7 .6 .8 .7 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .6live, 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 beforeAnd they each wheeled their barrows, Through streets broad and narrowCrying, "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 MaloneNow her ghost wheels her barrow, Through streets broad and narrowCrying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
1562026. The Mountains of Mourne
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[3 .3] .4 .4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 [^3 ^3] [^3 .3 .3 .3] ^2 ^3 ^3 .3 .3 .3 [3Oh, 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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^3 .3 .3 .3 ^3] ^2 ^3 .3 .3 .3moun− 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 dressedWell 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 usAnd 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 ForceI 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 designedAnd 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 lipSo I’ll wait for the wild rose that’s waitin’ for me, Where the etc
1572027. The Old Orange Flute (tune is Villikins and his Dinah)
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.3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 .3 .3 .3 .4 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .5 ^5 ^6 .5 .5In 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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.6 .6 .6 .6 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 .4 .4 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3Will − 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 inBob 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 drumYou 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 McGinnTurned 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 beadsTill 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".
1582028. The Rare Oul’ Times
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.5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^9 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3town. 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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.3 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .6 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .6 .6 .6 .5 .5 .4 ^4 ^4 .5 .4 ^3 .4 ^3 .3times. 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 beBorn hard & late in Pimlico, In a house that ceased to beMy trade I was a cooper, Lost out to redundancyLike 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 libertiesI lost her to a student chap, With skin as back as coalWhen he took her off to Birmingham, She took away my soul.
The years have made me bitter, The gargle dims me brainCause Dublin keeps on changing, and Nothing seems the same.The Pillar and the Met have gone, The Royal long since pulled downAs the grey unyielding concrete, Makes a city of my Town.
Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey, I can no longer stayAnd watch me new glass cages that, Spring up along me OuayMy mind’s too full of memories, Too old to hear new chimesl’m a part of what was Dublin, In the rare ould times.
1592029. Reilly’s Daughter
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[3 ^3 ^3 .3] − .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 .3 .3] .3 .3 ^3 .4 .2As 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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.5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3 ^3 ^3 .3] .3 .3 ^3 .4 .5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 ^5 .5 .4 .3 [^3 ^3 ^3 .3]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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.3 .3 .3 [3 .3 .3 .3] [^3] ^2 .3(bang, bang, bang) Play it on your big bass drum
Reilly played on the big bass drum, Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughterReilly 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 herThe 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 quarterSettled 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 slaughterWith 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 waterFired his pistols into the air, A damned sight quicker than I married his daughter. [cho]
2030. The Rising of the Moon
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[^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3 ^3] [^3 ^3] ^2 .3 ^3 .4 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 ^2 .4 ^3 ^2 [^3 ^3]Tell me, tell me SeanO’ 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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^3]moon.
Out from many a mud−walled cabin, eyes were lookin’ through the nightMany a manly heart was throbin’ for the blessed morning lightA cry arose along the river, like some banshee’s mournful croonAnd a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon
All along the shining river one black mass of men was seenAnd above them in the night wind floated our immortal greenDeath to every foe and traitor. Onward, strike the marching tuneAnd 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.
1602031. The Rose of Tralee
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.5 .5 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^6 .6 ^7 .5 .5The 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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.5 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^4 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^8 ^8 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^7 .7 .7 ^8strayed 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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.7 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^1 .4 .7 .7 .6 ^8 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6 .6 ^4 ^5fair 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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^5 .5 ^5 .5 ^8 ^8 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .7 ^7 .6shi − 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
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.5 ^4 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .2 .3 ^3Su− 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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.5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 ^4 .4 .2 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^4 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .2 ^2sash 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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^3 ^2 .2 ^2 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .3on 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 vainOur Unity, Religion, Laws, and Freedom to maintain,If the call should come we’ll follow the drum, and cross that river once moreThat 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 drumAnd Ulster’s hills shall echo still, from Rathlin to DromoreAs we sing again the loyal strain of the sash my father wore!
1612033. Spanish LadyDublin City
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.5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^6 ^6As 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
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^8 ^7 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^7 ^7 .7 .6 ^5 .5 .5Whack fol the toor − a − loor − a lay; 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 lateAlong 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 coalsIn 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’erWho should I see but the Spanish lady, When I was weary and footsoreShe had a heart so filled with loving, And her love she longed to shareIn 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 fineBut she’d make a wife for the Provost Marshall, Drunk on brandy and claret wineI got a look from the Spanish lady, Hot as a fire of ambry coalsIn 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 CloseUp and around by the Gloucester Diamond, And back by Napper Tandy’s houseOld age has laid her hands upon me, Cold as a fire of ashy coalsBut where is the lonely Spanish lady, neat and sweet about the soles?[cho]
As I was leaving Dublin City, On that morning sad of heartLonely was I for the Spanish lady, Now that forever we must partBut still I always will remember, All the hours we did enjoyBut then she left me sad at parting, gone forever was my joy.[cho]
1622034. Star of the County Down
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.4 .5 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 − .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5Near 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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^5 .5 .4 .5 − .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 ^5 ^5 − .7 .8 .7nut − 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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.7 ^7 .6 ^7 ^7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^7 .6 ^5 .5 .4 .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 ^5 ^5 .5 ^5 .6 .6 ^7 .6 ^7Bay 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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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 clothesAnd 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.
1632035. The Town I Loved So Well
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.4 ^4 .5 .5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 .5In my me − mo − ry I will al − ways see the town that I have loved so well, Where our school played
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^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 ^5 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .4 ^3 .3 .3 − .5 .5 .6 .6 .6 ^7 .7 ^8ball by the gas ya − rd wall and we laughed through the smoke and the smell. Go − ing home in the rain, run− ning
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^8 .7 .7 .7 ^7 .6 ^7 .7 ^8 ^8 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 .6 .6 ^5up the da− rk lane, Past the jail and down be− hind the foun tain, Thosewere hap − py days in so ma − ny ma− ny
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.5 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 .4 .4 ^3 .3 −ways, In the town I loved so well.
In the early morn the shirt factory hornCalled the women from Creggan, the Moor and the BogWhile the men on the dole played a mother’s roleFed the children and then walked the dogAnd when times got rough there was just about enoughBut they saw it through without complainingFor deep inside was a burning prideIn the town I loved so well.
There was music there in the Derry airLike a language that we could all understandI remember the day when I earned my first payWhen I played in a small pick−up bandThere I spent my youth and to tell you the truthI was sad to leave it all behind meThere I learned about life and I found a wifeIn the town I loved so well:
But when I returned oh my eyes how they burnedTo see how a town could be brought to its kneesBy the armoured cars and the bombed out barsAnd the gas that hangs on to every breezeNow the army’s installed by the old gasyard wallAnd the damned barbed wire gets higher and higherWith their tanks and their gunsOh my God, what have they doneTo the town I loved so well.
Now the music’s gone but they carry onFor their spirit’s been bruised, never brokenThey will not forget but their hearts are setOn tomorrow and peace once againNow what’s done is done and what’s won is wonAnd what’s lost is lost and gone foreverI can only pray for a bright brand new dayFor the town I Iove so well.
1642036. Waxies’ Dargle
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2037. When Irish Eyes are Smiling
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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 whileAnd 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 allThere is ne’er a real care or regret; And while springtime is oursThroughout all of youth’s hours, Let us smile each chance we get. [Cho]
1652038. When You and I Were Young, Maggie
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.4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] .3 [^3 .3] .3 .4 ^4 .4 ^3 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3I wan − der’d to − day to the hill, Mag − gie, To watch the scene b − e − low, The creek and the old rus− ty
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.4 .5 .4 .4 .4 ^3 .5 [^6] ^6 ^5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 [^3] .3 .3 [^3 .3] .3 .4 .5 ^3 .4gray, 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
.3young.
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.
1662039. 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 MollyShe 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 evenI 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 MountainBut 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
1672040. Wild Colonial Boy
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.5 .3 .4 .5 .5 ^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 .4 ^3 .3 − .4 ^4 .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^3 ^3 .4There was a wild co − lon − ial boy. Jack Dug − gan was his name. He was born and raised in I − re − land, in a
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^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 − .5 .5 .6 .6 ^6 ^6 ^5 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^6 ^5 .5 − .5 .3 .4 .5 .5place called Cas− tle − maine. He was his fa − ther’s on − ly son, his mo − ther’s pride and joy. And dear− ly did his
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^5 ^4 ^3 .3 ^2 .2 .4 ^3 .3 .3par− ents love the 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 careerWith a heart that knew no danger, no foeman did he fearHe held up the Beechworth mailcoach and he robbed Judge MacEvoyWho trembled and gave up his gold to the wild colonial boy
One day as he was riding the mountainside alongAlistening to the little birds their pleasant laughing songThree mounted troopers came in view − Kelly, Davis, and FitzroyAnd thought that they would capture him, the wild colonial boy
"Surrender now, Jack Doolan, you see there’s three to oneSurrender 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 groundAnd in return from Davis received a mortal woundAll shattered through the jaws, he lay still firing at FitzroyAnd that’s the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy
1682041. Wild Rover (No Nay Never)
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.3 .3 ^3 .3 .3 .2 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 − .5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 .2 .4 ^3 .3 .3 .3I’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
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.3 ^3 .3 .3 .2 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 − .5 .5 .4 .5 ^4 ^3 ^2 ^2 .2 .4 ^3 .3 ^2 .3 ^3 ^3 ^2 .2 −I’m re− turn − ing with gold in great store, I nev − er will play the wild rov − er no more. And it’s no, nay, nev− er.
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− − .4 .4 .4 ^3 .4 ^4 − .4 ^4 .5 − .4 .3 ^2 [^3] − [^3 .3] .4 − − ^3 .3No 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 frequentAnd I told the landlady my money was spentI asked her for credit, she answered me "naySuch a custom as yours I could have any day." cho
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns brightAnd the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delightShe said "I have whiskey and wines of the bestAnd the words that I spoke sure were only in jest." cho
I’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve doneAnd I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal sonAnd if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes beforeSure I never will play the wild rover no more cho
1692042. If You’re Irish come into the Parlour
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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!"
170− CHRISTMAS CAROLS −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 plainsAnd the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria..
cho: Gloria, In Excelsius Deo
Shepherd why this jubilee, Why your joyous strains prolongWhat the gladsome tidings be, Which inspire your heavenly song?
Come to Bethlehem and see, Him whose birth the angels singCome adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord the newborn king
See him in a manger laid, Whom the choirs of angels praiseMary, 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
1713002. Deck the HallsAABA
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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−laDon we now our gay apparel, Fa−la−la, la−la−la, la−la−laTroll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa−la−la−la−la, la−la−la−la
See the blazing Yule before usStrike the harp and join the chorusFollow me in merry measureWhile I tell of Yuletide treasure
Fast away the old year passesHail the new ye lads and lassesSing we joyous all togetherHeedless of the wind and weather
3003. Ding Dong Merrily on High
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Ding Dong merrily on high, In Heaven bells are ringingDing 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 swungenAnd 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
1723004. 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 dismayRemember Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas DayTo 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 mornThe which His mother Mary did nothing take in scorn, Chorus
From God our heav’nly Father, a blessed angel cameAnd unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the sameHow that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name, Chorus
1733006. Good Christian Men Rejoice
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Good Christian men, rejoiceWith heart and soul and voice; Give ye heed to what we say:
News! News! Jesus Christ is born today:
Ox and ass before him bowAnd He is in the manger now
Christ is born today! Christ is born today!
Good Christian men, rejoiceWith 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 doorAnd man is blessed evermore
Christ was born for this! Christ was born for this!
Good Christian men, rejoiceWith 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 allTo gain his everlasting hall
Christ was born to save! Christ was born to save!
3007. Good King WensleslasAAB
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Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and evenBrightly 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 thitherPage 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 longerMark 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 printedTherefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing, Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing
1743008. Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
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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 wombVeiled 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 wingsMild 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 grownOf 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 flowerAnd Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To be our sweet Savior
The holly bears a berry, As red as any bloodAnd Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To do poor sinners good
The holly bears a prickle, As sharp as any thornAnd Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, On Christmas day in the morn. [Rpt verse 1]
1753010. I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas
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I’m dreaming of a white Christmas , Just like the ones I used to knowWhere the treetops glisten and children listen , To hear sleighbells in the snow
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas , With every Christmas card I writeMay 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 sleighAussiecho: 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..
1763012. Joy to the World
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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 plainsRepeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joyRepeat repeat he sounding joy
He rules the earth with truth and grace,And makes the nation prove; The glories of His righteousnessAnd 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!
1773014. O Come All Ye Faithful
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O come all ye faithful! joyful and triumphant,O come ye, 0 come ye to BethlehemCome 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 morningJesus to thee be glory givenWord of the Father, now in flesh appearing,
3015. O Little Town of Bethlehem
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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 LightThe hopes and fears of all the years, Are met in thee tonight
How silently, how silently, The wondrous gilt is givenSo God imparts to human hearts, The blessing of his heavenNo 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
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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 bedMary 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
1783017. On Christmas Night
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3018. Mary’s Boy Child
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Long time ago in Bethlehem so the holy bible sayMary’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 dayTrumpets 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 rightThem see a bright new shining star;They hear a choir sing the music seemed to come from afarNow 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 bornLong time ago in Bethlehem so the holy bible say,Mary’s boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day
1793019. Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer
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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 brightWon’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
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Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is brightRound 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 sightGlories stream from heaven afarHeavenly hosts sing alleluia,Christ the Saviour is born, Christ the Saviour is born
Silent night, holy night, Son of God Love’s pure lightRadiant beams from thy holy face,With the dawn of redeeming grace,Jesus, Lord at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
1803021. While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night
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Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is brightRound 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 sightGlories stream from heaven afarHeavenly hosts sing alleluia,Christ the Saviour is born, Christ the Saviour is born
Silent night, holy night, Son of God Love’s pure lightRadiant 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
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We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountain, moor and mountain following yonder star
O star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceeding, guide us to thy perfect light
Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain, Gold I bring to crown Him againKing forever, ceasing never, over us all to reign
Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nighPrayer and praising, all men raising, worship Him, God most High
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume, breathes a life of gathering gloomSorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying; sealed in The stone cold tomb
Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and sacrificeAlleluia, Alleluia, earth to the heavens replies
1813023. We Wish You a Merry Christmas
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We wish you a merry ChristmasWe wish you a merry ChristmasWe 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
182AUSTRALIAN CAROLS
3024. Port Hedland Carol, AMr John Parker
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A A Bm A A A E E A A Bm A
^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 − .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .3Red Dust Blow − ing a − cross the town, Warm he− arts to − ge− ther. Ma − ny co − lours and fa − ces, At
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^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^3Christ − 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.
A A Bm A A A E E A A Bm A E A E A
.5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3Red 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.
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.3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .6 ^6 .6 .5 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .6 ^6 ^7 ^4 ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .5 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5Time 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 −
Bm A A A E E A A Bm A E A E A
^4 ^4 .4 .3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 ^3 .5 .5 .4 ^4 .5 ^4 .4 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .3cross the town, Warm he − arts to − ge − ther. Ma − ny co− lours and fa − ces, At Christ − ma − s in Hed − land.
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1833025. Three Drovers, theMusic: William G James. Words: John Wheeler
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.3 .5 .5 ^5 ^6 .6 ^6 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^3 .4 ^4 .5 ^5 .5 ^4 .4 ^3 − ^3 .4 ^3 .3 ^3A − 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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1843026. Christmas DayMusic: William G James Words: John Wheeler (c) Chappell & Co
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.5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 − .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 − .5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 .5 .5The 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
^5 − .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 − .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^7 .6 ^6 ^5 ^6 .6 −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
.5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 − .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 [^6] .5 .5 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .5 .5The tree ferns in green gul − lies sway; The cool streamflows si − lent − ly by: The joy bells are greet− ing the day, And the
^5 − .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .4 .4 ^4 .5 .6 ^6 ^5 .5 ^4 .5 .5 .5 ^5 ^8 .7 ^7 .6 ^6 .6 −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 CarolMichael Perry arr. Stephen Coates
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.5 .5 ^5 − .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 ^5 − .3 ^2 ^3 .5 − ^4 .4 ^3 .3 .4 .5 −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 liesAn − gels sing a − gain the song you sang bring Gods glo − ry to the heart of man
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.5 .5 ^5 − .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 .5 − .3 ^2 ^3 .5 − ^4 .4 ^3 .3Ma − 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 worldSing that Bethl − hem’s lit − le ba − by can be sal − va − tion to the soul
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.6 .6 ^7 − .6 ^6 ^5 .5 .6 .6 − .5 ^4 ^6 ^6 − ^4 .4 .5 .5 − .5 .5 ^5 − .5 ^4 .4 ^3 ^4 ^5 − .3Oh, 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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1853028. The Cherry Tree Carol = 76
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.3 .5 .5 .5 ^5 .5 .4 ^3 .3 ^5 .5 .5 .5 .4 .5 .4 ^3 .3 .4 ^3 .3 [^3 .3 .3 ^3] .3 .2 .3 ^3When 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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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've been 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,
Then like politicians, thinking
To raise the "sinking funds" when sinking
Live the Rakes of Mallow
When at home, with da-da dying,
Still for mellow water crying;
But, where there's good claret plying
Live the Rakes of Mallow
Racking tenants, stewards teasing,
Swiftly spending, slowly raising,
Wishing to spend all their days in
Raking as at Mallow
Then to end this raking life,
They get sober, take a wife,
Ever after live in strife,
And wish again for Mallow
Also called Walls of Limerick, Mallow Fling Balls Up(Austr)
British 18th Century tune, words by A.R.Body
0004 SPANISH LADY
Two other songs use tis tune, Galway City, and in NZ Shanty by the Way
As I went down to Dublin city,
At the hour of twelve at night,
Who should I see but a Spanish lady, Washing her feet by candlelight
First she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal,
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul
CHORUS:
Whack fol the toora, toora laddy
Whack fol the foora loora lay
As I came back through Dublin city
At the hour of half past eight
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
Brushing her hair in the broad daylight
First she tossed it, then she brushed it,
On her lap was a silver comb
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam
CHORUS
As I went back through Dublin city
As the sun began to set
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
Catching a moth in a golden net
When she saw me then she fled me
Lifting her petticoat over her knee
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so shy as the Spanish lady
CHORUS
I've wandered north and I've wandered south
Through Stonybatter and Patrick's Close
Up and around the Gloucester Diamond
And back by Napper Tandy's house
Old age has laid her hand on me
Cold as a fire of ashy coals
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet as the Spanish lady
CHORUS
0004 ROSE TREE
Also called Portlaige, a Gaelic song
0007 ST ANTHONY'S
Also called Pat Horgan's #1, Kerry #1, Glenside #1, St Anne's
0007 RATTLIN' BOG
Hey ho, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley -o
The rare bog, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley -o
Now in this bog there was a tree
A rare tree, a rattlin' tree
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
Limb on the tree, tree in the bog, and the bog down in the valley -o
Also called Mist on the Bog, Mist Down in the Valley.Children's song
0007 DAVY NICK NACK
?old children's song
0007 GRANDFATHER'S CLOCK
(Henry Clay Work)
My grandfather's clock was too tall for the shelf So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
But it weighed not a pennyweight more
It was bought on the morn on the day that he was born
It was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering
Tic toc tic toc
His life's seconds numbering
Tic toc tic toc
It stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
In watching its pendulum swing to and fro
Many hours he had spent when a boy
And through childhood and manhood, the clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy
For it struck 24 when he entered at the door
With a blooming and beautiful bride,
But it stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
CHORUS
My grandfather said that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he'd found,
For it kept perfect time and it had one desire
At the close of each day to be wound
At it kept to its place, not a frown upon its face
At its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
CHORUS
It rang an alarm in the still of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb
And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight
That his hour of departure had come
Still the clock kept the time
With a soft and muffled chime
As we silently stood by his side
But it stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
Before this song became popular, the floor standing clocks were
known merely as tall clocks, and became known as grandfather
clocks as a result of the singing of this song
0007 LOCH LOMOND
By Lady John Scott of Victorian times, about the retreat ofbonnie Prince
Charlieto Scotland from England.One of his followers, about to be executed said to
his sweethear
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love were ever won't to gae
On the bonnie bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond
O' ye'll tak the high road and I'll tak the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie bonnie banks o' loch Lomond
Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep steep side o' Ben Lomond,
Where in deep purple hue, the Hieland hills we view, And the moon coming oot in the gloaming
&c
The wee birdies sing, and the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart will ken nae second spring again,'
Though the waefu' may cease fae their greeting
&c
0008 SCOTLAND THE BRAVE
Pipe march used in Australia for the Gay Gordons
Hark where the night is falling
hark hear the pipes a calling
Loudly and proudly calling down thru the glen
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a leaping
High as the spirits of the old highland men
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards gloriously wave
Land of my high endeavor
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever, Scotland the Brave
High in the misty mountains
Out by the purple highlands
Brave are the hearts that beat beneath Scottish skies
Wild are the winds to meet you
Staunch are the friends that greet you
Kind as the love that shines from fair maidens eyes
0009 ROSIN THE BEAU
Also called The Gentle Maiden (from the song which uses the same tune), Rosin'
the Bow. Used for the dance, the Catalpa Relates the rescue of six Fenians in
Fremantle in 1875
I've traveled all over this world
And now to another I go
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
When I'm dead and laid out on the counter
A voice you will hear from below
Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey
To drink with old Rosin the Beau"
To drink with old Rosin the Beau"
To drink with old Rosin the Beau"
Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey
To drink with old Rosin the Beau"
Then get a half dozen stout fellows
And stack them all up in a row
Let them drink out of half gallon bottles
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
Let them drink out of half gallon bottles
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
Then get this half dozen stout fellows
And let them all stagger and go
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Beau
And in it put Rosin the Beau
And in it put Rosin the Beau
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Beau
Then get ye a couple of bottles
Put one at me head and me toe
With a diamond ring scratch upon them
The name of old Rosin the Beau
The name of old Rosin the Beau
The name of old Rosin the Beau
With a diamond ring scratch upon them
The name of old Rosin the Beau
I've only this one consolation
As out of this world I go
I know that the next generation
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau
I know that the next generation
Will resemble old Rosin the Beau
I fear that old tyrant approaching
That cruel remorseless old foe
And I lift up me glass in his honor
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
And I lift up me glass in his honor
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Recorded by Tommy Makem on "The Best of the Clancy Bros. And Tommy Makem
0010 DINGLE REGATTA
The regatta was held in Dingle Harbour, Ireland
0010 THE BLAYDON RACES
(Geordie Ridley)
I went to Blaydon Races
Twas on the ninth of June
Eighteen Hundred and Sixty Two
On a summer's afternoon
I took the bus from Balmbras
And she was heavy laden
Away we went along Collingwood Street
That's on the Road to Blaydon
Oh me lads, you should've seen us gannin
Passing the folks along the road
And all of them were starin'
All the lads and lasses there
They all had smilin' faces
Gannin along the Scotswood Road
To see the Blaydon Races
We flew past Armstrong's factory
And up by the Robin Adair
But gannin ower the Railway Bridge
The bus wheel flew off there
The lasses lost their crinolenes
And veils that hide their faces
I got two black eyes and a broken nose
In gannin to Blaydon Races
Oh me lads..
Now when we got the wheel back on
Away we went again
But them that had their noses broke
They went back ower hyem
Some went to the dispensary
And some to Doctor Gibbses
And some to the infirmary
To mend their broken ribses
Oh me lads..
We flew across the Tyne Bridge
And came to Blaydon Toon
The barman he was calling then
They called him Jackie Broon
I saw him talking to some chaps
And them he was persuadin' To gan and see Geordie Ridley's show
At the Mechanics' Hall in Blaydon
Oh me lads..
Now when we got to Paradise
There were bonny games begun
There were four and twenty on the bus
And how we danced and sung
They called on me to sing a song
So I sang 'em 'Paddy Fagan' I danced a jig and I swung me twig
The day I went to Blaydon
Oh me lads..
The rain it poured down all the day
And made the ground quite muddy
Coffee Johnny had a white hat on
Shouted 'Wee stole the cuddy?' There were spice stalls and monkey shows
And old wives selling ciders
And the chap on the ha'penny roundabout
Saying 'Any more lads for riders?'
Oh me lads... (to fade)
note: a famous Geordie song
0013 MUCKIN GEORDIE'S BYRE
Music hall bawdy song from Scottish Lowlands
0013 HAYMAKER'S
Also called Harvest Time A longways dance going back to at least the 17th
Century
0013 THE OYSTER GIRL
As I walked up Manchester Street,
A pretty little oyster girl I happened for to meet,
And into her basket so neatly I did peep
To see if she had gotten any oysters
cho: "O, it's oysters, oysters, oysters," quo' she,
"If you wanl any oysters, buy them a' frae me,
It's four for a penny, but five I'll gie to thee,
If you deal in my basket o' oysters."
"We'll go down to yon tavern, yon tavern, quo' she,
"And we'll get a bottle, it's one, two or three,
"And then to the dance hall an hour, two or three,"
Where she laid down her basket o'oysters
We danced till my noddle was all in a clew,
Then out of my pocket my treasure she drew,
And downstairs like lightning this oyster girl flew
And left me her basket o'oysters
"O, it's landlord, landlord, landlord," quo' he,
"Did you see the little oyster girl was dancing with me?
She has rifled my pockets and stolen my money
And left me a basket o' oysters."
This tune also has a 'C' part
0017 DASHING WHITE SERGEANT
by Henry Bishop in 1826. Used in Scottish Country Dance
0017 DONKEY RIDING
English sea shanty
Were you ever in Quebec
Stowin' timber on the deck?
Where there's a king with a golden crown
(where ye'd break yer bleedin' neck)
Riding on a donkey!
cho: Way O and away we go
Were you ever off the Horn
Where it's always fine and warm?
Where's there's a lion and a unicorn
Riding on a donkey
Note: Reportedly, "Donkey" refers to a donkey engine, used for loading and
unloading cargo. A variation on Hieland Laddie, which often has interchangeable
verses. Also see HIELANLD. David Johnson states the donkeywas the sewing machine
operated by ratings on board
0018 I'LL TELL ME MA
I'll tell me ma when I get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they steal my comb
But that's all right ti ll I get home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is courting one, two, three
Hey, won't you tell me, who is he?
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and ring the bell Hey, my true love, are you well
Out she comes as white as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Our Jenny Murry says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high
Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high
Snow come tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
She'll get a fellow by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she gets home
Let them all come as they will
It's Albert Mooney she loves still
Recorded by Clancys
traditional. arranged by Jacqui and Bridie
0021 ASHOKAN FAREWELL
(Words Grian McGregor; tune Jay Ungar)
The sun is sinking low in the sky above Ashokan,
The pines and the willows know soon we will part There's a whisper in the wind of promises unspoken,
And a love that will always remain in my heart
My thoughts will return to the sound of your laughter,
The magic of moving as one
And a time we'll remember long ever after
The moonlight and music and dancing are done
Will we climb the hills once more?
Will we walk the woods together?
Will I feel you holding me close once again?
Will every song we've sung stay with us forever?
Will you dance in my dreams or my arms until then?
Under the moon the mountains lie sleeping,
Over the lake the stars shine
They wonder if you and I will be keeping,
The magic and music, or leave them behind
recorded by Priscilla Herdman on "Forever & Always" on Flying Fish records.
Relates to a Folk Festival: contemporaty Note: One of two lyrics that Mr. Ungar
has authorized. RG
0021 ASHOKAN FAREWELL (ANOTHER)
May the one that you love
Be your lover for ever,
And constancy bind you
Through all of the years;
May all of your hopes
Be for one world together
And all of your visions
Unclouded by tears
CHORUS:
May the world be one home,
One song without sorrow,
Where all that you wish will be;
And may her song hold
Your peaceful tomorrow; And in your tomorrow
One moment for me
Let all men of faith
Break bread with each other;
Let no man deny the faith
Other men find;
Let each man be just And have trust in his brother,
To live not for one
But for all of mankind
To live with the Earth
Without fear of her forces,
Or those made by man
In the blindness of greed;
To live in one world
And to share her resources;
Where many have plenty
Let none die of need
Let all men by peace
And by reason be guided;
Let home be to no man
A prison of birth;
May no man draw lines
That leave all men divided,
The wold's only homeland
Be all of the Earth
By: Les Barker, published in "Borzoi Ballet"
0022 THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL
Farewell to you, my own true love;
I am going far away
I am bound for California,
But I know that I'll return someday
CHORUS So fare thee well, my own true love,
And when I return, united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
But, my darling, when I think of thee
I have shipped on a Yankee sailing ship;
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her,
And they say she is a floating hell
CHORUS
Oh, the sun is on the harbour, love,
And I wish I could remain,
For I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again
CHORUS
0024 THERE IS A TAVERN IN THE TOWN
There is a tavern in the town, in the town, in the town,
And there my true love sits him down, sitg him down,
And drinks his wine as ~ never thinks of me
Fare-thee-well for I must leave thee, Do not let this parting grieve thee,
And remember that the best of friends must part, must part,
Adieu, Adieu, kind friends Adieu, Adieu, I can no longer stay with you, stay
with you,
I'll hang my heart on the weeping willow tree, And may the world go well with
thee
0024 PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile,
While you've a lucifer to light your fag, smile boys thats the style,
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
0024 DON'T DILLY DALLY ON THE WAY
My old man siad follow the van, but don't dilly dally on the way,
Off went the cart with me home packed in it, I walked behind with me old cock
linet
But I dillied and dallied, Dallied and dillied, lost the van and don't know
where to to roam,
I stopped on the way to have the old half quartern, and I can't find my way
home
0026 RULE BRITANNIA
Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the way, Britians never', never, never will be
slaves
0026 LOVELY BUNCH OF COCONUTS
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,
Give them a flick, a twist of the wrist, thats what the showman said
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, every ball you throw will make you rich,
There stands my wife, the idol of my life, Singing a roll a roll a ball a penny
a pitch
Roll a roll a ball a penny a pitch, Roll a roll a ball a penny a pitch,
Roll a roll a ball, Roll a roll a ball,
Singing roll a roll a ball a penny a pitch
0026 SHIP AHOY!
All the nice girls love a sailor,
All the nice girls love a tar,
For there's something about a sailor,
Well you know what sailors are
Bright and breezy, free and easy,
He's the ladies' pride and joy,
Falls in love with Kate and Jane,
Then he's off to sea again,
Ship Ahoy!, Ship Ahoy
0029 YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey, You'll never know dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away
The other night dear, as I lay sleeping1 I dreamt that you were by my side
When I awoke dear, I was mistaken, So I held my head and cried
0030 IF YOU KNEW SUSIE
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie, Oh! Oh! Oh! what a gal,
There's none so classy as that fair lassy, Oh! Oh! Holy Moses, what a chassis
We went riding, she wouldn't talk, Back from Yonker, I'm the one who had to
walk,
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie, Oh! Oh! what a gal
0031 ROLL OUT THE BARREL
Roll out the Barrel, We'll have a barrel of fun,
Roll out the Barrel, We've got the blues on the run,
Zing-boom -to-rar-rel, Ring out a song of good cheer,
Now's the time to roll the barrel, cause the gangs all here
0032 BILLY OF TEA
Cho You can talk of your whisky, talk of your beer
There's something much nicer that's waiting us her
It sits on the fire, beneath the gum tree
There's nothing much nicer than a billy of tea
So fill up your tumbler as high as you can
And don't you dare tell me its not the best plan
You can let all your beer and your spirits go free
I'll stick to my darling old billy of tea
I rise in the morning as soon as it's light
And go to the nosebag to see it's alright
That the ants on the sugar no morgage have got
And straight away sling my old black billy pot
And while it is boiling the horses I seek
And follow them down as far as the creek
I take off their hobbles and let them run free
Then haste to tuck into my billy of tea
And at night when I camp, if the day has been warm
I give to my horses their tucker of corn
From the two in the pole to the one in the lead
A billy for each holds a comfortable feed
Then the fire I make and the water I get
And corned beef and damper, in order, I set
But I don't touch the grub, though so hungry I be
I wait till it's ready - the billy of tea
SOUTH WIND
South wind of the gentle rain, you banish winter weather
Bring salmon to the pool again, the bees among the heather
If northward now you mean to blow, as you rustle soft above me
God speed be with you as you go and a kiss for those that love me
From south I come with velvet breeze, my word all nature blesses,
I melt the snow and strew the leaves with flowers and warm caresses;
I'll help you to dispel your woes, with joy I'll take your greeting
And bear it to your loved Mayo upon my wings so fleeting
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
Those Munster folk are good and kind, right royally they treat me
But this land I'd gladly leave behind, with your Connaught pipes to greet me
Recorded by Archie Fisher. He credits it to Donal O'Sullivan. Redpath, who also
recorded it, calls it trad. SD, BW
0035 ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS
Believe me if all those endearing young charms
I gave oh so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms
Like fairy gifts fading away
Thou wouldst still be adored
As this moment thou art And around each ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known
To which time will but make thee more dear
Oh the heart that has truly loved never forgets
But as truly loves on to the close
As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets
The same look that she gave when he rose
Adapted from an 1808 tune,'My lodgings in the Cold Cold ground' by Thomas Moore,
0037 AFTER THE BALL
COMPOSER:(Charles K. Harris)
A little maiden climbed an old man's knee
Begged for a story, "Do, uncle, please!"
Why are you single? Why live alone?
Have you no babies? Have you no home?"
"I had a sweetheart, years, years ago
Where she is now, pet, you will soon know
List to the story, I'll tell it allI believ'd her faithless, after the ball."
cho: After the ball is over,
After the break of morn,
After the dancers' leaving
After the stars are gone;
Many a heart is aching
If you could read them all
Many the hopes that have vanished
After the ball
Bright lights were flashing in the grand ballroom
Softly the music playing sweet tunes;
There came my sweetheart, my love, my own,
"I wish some water, leave me alone."
When I returned, dear, there stood a man
Kissing my sweetheart, as lovers can
Down fell the glass, pet, broken, that's all
Just as my heart was, after the ball
Long years have passed, child, I've never wed
True to my lost love, though she is dead
She tried to tell me, tried to explain
I would not listen, pleadings were vain
One day a letter came from that man,
He was her brother, the letter ran;
That's why I'm lonely, no home at all
I broke her heart, pet, after the ball
0037 WHEN I GROW TOO OLD TO DREAM
We have been gay, going our way
Life has been beautiful, we have been young
After you've gone, life will go on
Like an old song we have sung
When I grow too old to dream
I'll have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart
So, kiss me my sweet
And so let us part And when I grow too old to dream
That kiss will live in my heart
And when I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart - words by Oscar Hammerstein II, music by Sigmund Romberg
0037 LET ME CALL YOU SWEETHEART
Let me call you sweetheart, I'm in love with you
Let me hear you whisper that you love me too
Keep the lovelight glowing in your eyes so true
Let me call you sweetheart, I'm in love with you
(c) Harold Rossiter Music Co
0038 PLAISIR D'AMOUR
The joys of love are but a moment long
The pain of love endures the whole life long
Your eyes kissed mine, I saw the love in them shine
You brought me heaven right there when your eyes kissed mine
My love loves me, a world of wonder I see
A rainbow shines thru my window; my love loves me
And now he's gone like a dream that fades in the dawn
But the words stay locked in my heartstrings; my love loves me
Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'on moment
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie
J'ai toute quitte pour l'ingrate Sylvie
Elle me quit et me prend un autre amour
Tant qur cette eau coutera doucement
Vera a ruisseau qui bord la prairie
Je t'amerai, me repetait Sylvie
Mais l'eau coute encore elle a change portant
recorded by Joan Baez
0038 PLAISIR D'AMOUR
The joys of love are but a moment long
The pain of love endures the whole life long
Your eyes kissed mine, I saw the love in them shine
You brought me heaven right there when your eyes kissed mine
My love loves me, a world of wonder I see
A rainbow shines thru my window; my love loves me
And now he's gone like a dream that fades in the dawn
But the words stay locked in my heartstrings; my love loves me
Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'on moment
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie
J'ai toute quitte pour l'ingrate Sylvie
Elle me quit et me prend un autre amour
Tant qur cette eau coutera doucement
Vera a ruisseau qui bord la prairie
Je t'amerai, me repetait Sylvie
Mais l'eau coute encore elle a change portant
recorded by Joan Baez
0039 THE SKYE BOAT SONG
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, Thunderclaps rend the air, Baffled,
our foes
stand by the shore, Follow they will not dare
Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird etc
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, Ocean's a royal bed
Rock'd in the deep Flora will keep watch o'er your weary head
Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird etc
Burned are our homes, exile and death, Scattered the loyal man
Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath, Charlie will come again
Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird etc
(The Skye Boat Song) Commemorating his escape from these shores when Flora
Macdonald took Bonnie Prince Charlie, disguised as a serving. maid, from Uist to
Skye in a small boat. Flora is buried at Kilmuir on Skye. Prince Charlie near
Rome where he was born
0041 TENNESSEE WALTZ
I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz,
When an old friend I happened to see
Introduced him to my loved one,
And while they were waltzing,
My friend stole my sweetheart from me
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darlin' The night they were playin' That beautiful Tennessee Waltz
0042 SWEET ROSY O'GRADY (MAUDE NUGENT)
Down around the corner of the street where I reside,
There lives the cutest little girl that I have ever spied
Her name is Rose O' Grady and I don't mind telling you
That she's the sweetest little rose this garden ever grew
cho: Sweet Rosie O' Grady,
My dear little Rose
She's my steady lady,
Most ev 'ryone knows;
And when we are married,
How happy we'll be;
I love Sweet Rosie O' Grady and
Rosie O' Grady loves me
I never shall forget the day she promised to be mine
As we sat telling love-tales in the goldedn summertime
'Twas on her finger then I placd a small engagement ring
While in the trees, the little birds, this song they seemed to sing:
COMPOSER:Copyright 1896 SOURCE:Digitrad
0048 I BELONG TO GLASGOW
I've been wi' a couple o' cronies,
One or two pals o' my ain;
We went in a hotel, and we did very well,
And then we came out once again;
Then we went into anither,
And that is the reason I'm fu';
We had six deoch-an-doruses, then sang a chorus,
Just listen, I'll sing it to you:
I belong to Glasgow,
Dear old Glasgow town;
But what's the matter wi' Glasgow,
For it's goin' roun' and roun'!
I'm only a common old working chap,
As anyone here can see,
But when I get a couple o' drinks on a Saturday,
Glasgow belongs to me!
There's nothing in keeping your money,
And saving a shilling or two;
If you've nothing to spend, then you've nothing to lend,
Why that's all the better for you;
There no harm in taking a drappie,
It ends all your trouble and strife;
It gives ye the feeling that when you get home,
You don't give a hang for the wife!
CHO: I belong to Glasgow, etc
0049 DOWN AT THE OLD BULL 'N' BUSH
Come, Come, Come.,: and make eyes at me, down at the old Bull'n'Bush,
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
dear,
Do, do, come and have a drink or two, Down at the old Bull'n'Bush
0069 EDELWEISS
(Richard Rogers, Oscar Hammerstein Jr.)Copyright Richard Rogers, Oscar
Hammerstein Jr. Source: Digitrad
Edelweiss, Edelweiss, every morning you greet me,
small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to meet me
Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow,
bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss, Edelweiss, bless my homeland forever
Many times, people ask me for the ""real"" version in German
I haven't seen a German translation that totally satisfies me, but here's one:
Edelweiss, Edelweiss,
Jeden Morgen mich gruessen
Klein und weiss, rein und weiss,
Du siehst mir aus so froehlich
Blume von weiss wie du wachs und blum,
Wachs und blum fuer ewig
Edelweiss, Edelweiss, Meine Heimat gesegnet
0070 WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure it's like a morning 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
0087 AMAZING GRACE
Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fear relieved
How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils and snares We have already come
'Twas grace that brought us safe thus far and grace will lead us home
When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun
(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.
worn warriors to the skirl of the pipes.
0106 CLICK GO THE SHEARS
cho: Click go the shears, boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around as he's beaten by a blow
And curses the old swagger with the blue-bellied Joe
Out on the boards the old shearer stands,
Clasping his shears in his thin bony hands,
Fixed is his eyes on a blue-bellied Joe
Glory, if he gets her, won't he make the ringer go!
The tar boy is there, and he's in great demand
With his blackened tar-pot in his tarry hand:
He sees one old sheep with a cut upon its back
This is what he's waiting for, it's "Tar here, Jack!"
The tune is Ring the Bell Watchman, written by HC Work (1832-1884). Words here
are an Australian parody
0106 DROVER'S DREAM
One night when travelling sheep, my companions lay asleep
There was not a star to illuminate the sky
I was dreaming, I suppose, for my eyes were nearly closed
When a very strange procession passed me by
First there came a kangaroo, with his swag of blankets blue
A dingo ran beside him for a mate
They were travelling mighty fast, and they shouted as they passed
"We'll have to jog along, it's getting late'"
The pelican and the crane, they came in from off the plain
To amuse the company with a Highland Fling
The dear old bandicoot played a tune upon his flute
And the native bears sat round them in a ring
The drongo and the crow sang us songs of long ago
While the frill-necked lizard listened with a smile
And the emu standing near with his claw up to his ear
Said, "Funniest thing I've heard for quite a while'"
The frogs from out the swamp, where the atmosphere is damp
Came bounding in and sat upon the stones
They each unrolled their swags and produced from out their bags
The violin, the banjo and the bones
The goanna and the snake, and the adder wide awake
With the alligator danced "The Soldier's Joy"
In the spreading silky oak the jackass cracked a joke
And the magpie sang "The Wild Colonial Boy"
Some brolgas darted out from the tea-tree all about
And performed a set of Lancers very well
Then the parrot green and blue gave the orchestra its cue
To strike up "The Old Log Cabin in the Dell."
I was dreaming, I suppose, of these entertaining shows
But it never crossed my mind I was asleep
Till the Boss beneath the cart woke me up with such a start
Yelling, "Dreamy, where the hell are all the sheep?"
Notes There are many variants of this very popular song which has been collected
form Darwin in the north down to Victoria. This version was printed in John
Manifold's Penguin Australian Song Book
0116 BROWN JUG POLKA
Also called Little Brown Jug (which is the name of the popular song), Heel and
Toe Polka
0015, 106 WALTZING MATILDA
(Banjo Patterson)
Once a jolly swagman sat beside the billabong,
Under the shade of a coulibah tree,
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me
Down came a jumbuck to drink beside the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and seized him with glee
And he sang as he tucked jumbuck in his tuckerbag
Down came the stockman, riding on his thoroughbred,
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,
And he sang as he tucked jumbuck in his tuckerbag
Down came the stockman, riding on his thoroughbred,
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,
"You'll never catch me alive," cried he
And his ghost may be heard as you ride beside the billabong,
Nineteenth century Australian bush song
0134 WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN SAILOR
CHO: WAY HAY AND UP SHE RISES
WAY HAY AND UP SHE RISES (PATENT BLOCKS O ' DIFF 'RENT SIZES)
WAY HAY AND UP SHE RISES
EARL-EYE IN THE MORNING
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR (3X)
EARL-EYE IN THE MORNING !
PUT HIM IN A LONG -BOAT TILL HE'S SOBER
KEEP HIM THERE AND MAKE 'IM BALE 'ER.
TRICE HIM UP IN A RUNNIN' BOWLINE.
TIE HIM TO THE TASFFRAIL WHEN SHE'S YARD-ARM UNDER.
PUT HIM IN THE SCUPPERS WITH A HOSE-PIPE ON HIM.
TAKE 'IM AND SHAKE 'IM AND TRY AN' WAKE 'IM.
GIVE 'IM A DOSE OF SALT AND WATER.
GIVE 'IM A TASTE OF THE BOSUN'S ROPE-END.
STICK ON 'IS BACK A MUSTARD PLASTER.
SOAK 'IM IN OIL TILL HE SPROUTS A FLIPPER.
SHAVE HIS BELLY WITH A RUSTY RAZOR.
PUT HIM IN THE GUARD ROOM TILL HE GETS SOBER.
NOTE: STAMP-AND-GO SHANTY
0139 BATTLE OF JERICHO
CHO: JOSHUA FOUGHT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO
JERICHO, JERICHO,
JOSHUA FOUGHT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO ,
AND THE WALLS COME TUMBLIN' DOWN.
YOU MAY TALK ABOUT YOUR KINGS OF GIDEON,
YOU MAY TALK ABOUT YOUR MEN OF SAUL,
BUT THERE 'S NONE LIKE GOOD OLD JOSHUA
AT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO.
CHORUS
RIGHT UP TO THE WALLS OF JERICHO
THEY MARCHED WITH SPEAR IN HAND,
GO BLOW THEM RAM HORNS, JOSHUA CRIED
CAUSE THE BATTLE IS IN MY HAND.
CHORUS
THEN THE LAMB, RAM, SHEEP HORNS BEGIN TO BLOW
AND THE TRUMPETS BEGIN TO SOUND
JOSHUA'S TOLD THE CHILDREN TO SHOUT THAT MORNIN'
AND THE WALLS COME TUMBLIN' DOWN.
CHORUS
0140 NO HIDING PLACE DOWN THERE
There's no hiding place down here
There's no hiding place down here
Oh I ran to the rock to hide my face
The rock cried out, ""No hiding place""
No hiding place down here.
The rock cried out, ""I'm burning, too."" [2x] Oh the rock cried out, ""I'm burning, too
I want to go to Heaven the same as you.""
There's no hiding place down here.
Sinner man he stumbled and he fell [2x]
Oh, the sinner man stumbled and he fell
Wanted to go to Heaven but he had to go to ... Well,
There's no hiding place down here.
From the Folksinger's Wordbook:
`640 Cindy
You ought to see my Cindy
She lives away down south
She's so sweet that honeybees
Swarm about her mouth.
cho: Get along home, Cindy Cindy
Get along home.
Get along home, Cindy Cindy
I'll marry you some day. (I'm a-gonna leave you now)
Cindy in the summertime
Cindy in the fall
If I can't hav e Cindy all the time
Have no one at all.
Cindy is a pretty girl
Cindy is a peach;
Threw her arms around my neck
Hung on like a leach.
Cindy got religion,
Tell you what she done:
Walked up to the minister
Chawed her chewin' gum.
Cindy got religion,
She had it once before
When she heered my old banjo
She's the first one on the floor.
Cindy got religion
She really went to town;
Got so full of glory, Lord,
Shook her stockin's down.
If I had a pretty gal
I'd put her on a shelf;
Ev'ry time she smiled at me,
I'd jump right up myself.
Cindy had one blue eye
She also had one brown
One eye looked in the country
The other one looked in town
Wish I was an apple
Hangin on a tree
An' every time my Cindy passed
She'd take a bite o' me
Wish I had a needle and thread
Wish that I could sew
I'd sew that gal to my coat tails
And down the road we'd go
alt chorus:
Git along home, Cindy
Git along home to stay
Git along home, Cindy
One more night 'n' day
alt cho: It's kiss me, gal
Kiss me once again.
Oh, it's kiss me, gal
All night long.
Note: a typical banjo tune structure: good tune, good chorus and
a bunch of floaters. RG
0265 LILLIBURLERO
K:CHo brother Teague, dost hear de deeree?
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Dat we shall have a new deputie,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
cho: Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero lero, lero lero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Ho, by my Soul, it is a Talbot;
And he will cut all de English throat,
Though by my soul, de English do prate,
De law's on dere side and de divil knows what,
But if Dispense do come from de Pope,
We'll hang Magna Carta and demselves on a rope.
And de good Talbot is now made a Lord,
And with his brave lads he's coming aboard
Who all In France have taken a swear,
Dat day will have no Protestant heir
O but why does he stay behind?
Ho, by my soul, 'tis a Protestant wind,
Now that Tyrconnel is come ashore,
And we shall have Commissions galore
And he dat will not go to de Mass,
Shall be turned out and look like an ass,
Now, now de hereticks all will go down,
By Christ and St. Patrick's the nation's our own
Dere was an old prophecy found in a bog,
Dat our land would be ruled by an ass and a dog
So now dis old prophecy's coming to pass,
For James is de dog and Tyrconnel's de ass
Note: This immensely catchy tune first turned up in 1641 in Ulster. In 1688,
King James II designated Colonel Richard Talbot, a Catholic, as Earl of Tyrconnel
and sent him to Ireland as Lord Lieutenant. This enraged the English and Irish
Protestants, who took up this song-"For James is de dog and Tyrconnel's de ass"-as
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"
0279 DROPS OF BRANDY
Popular in Nelson's navy, it is the tune used for several Australian songs by
Charles Thatcher around 1860
0287 QUAKER'S WIFE
Also called Merrily Danced (or Kissed) the Quaker's Wife
The Quaker's wife sat doun to bake
Wi a' her bairns aboot her;
She baked them every yin a cake,
And the miller he wants his mouter
Sugar and spice and a' things nice
And a' things verra guid in it,
And then the miller sat doun to play
A tune upon the spinet
Merrily danced the Quaker's wife,
And merrily danced the Quaker
Merrily danced the Quaker's wife,
And merrily danced the Quaker
NAE (1932), 20 [= Montgomerie SNR (1946), 94 (no. 115)], + music; ODNR 358 (no.
432). Halliwell NRE (1842), 143 (no. cclxvi) (= st. 1); Rymour Club Miscellany
II (1912- 19), 135: The Quaker's wife sat doon to bake, Wi' a' her bairns
aboot her; And ilk yin got a farl cake, And that was the miller's mooter.Chambers
Scottish Songs (1829), 668, from the Mansfield (St Clair) MS. of c. 1780 [not in
Miller's ed., 1935]: The quaker's wife sat down to bake,/ And a' her bairns about
her;/ Ilk ane got their quarter cake,/ The millergot his mou'ter./ Merrily,
merrily, merrily, merrily,/Merrily danced the quaker's wife,/ And merrily danced
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
Englishrhyme (ODNR 100, no. 76), first found in Halliwell, 1844.The tune is in
Dick, Songs [1903] 39; and note, 364. Previously in Gillespie MS. (1768), no. 213;
Bremner, Reels (1759), 53; Oswald, Pocket Companion for the Guittar (c.1755) [So
merrily danc'd the Quaker]
Words to tune are legion: Nine Inch Will Please a Lady (in
MMC), Thine am I, my Faithful Fair (Burns), The Maid of Arran (Watt), MacPherson
the Drover, The Reformer, etc. In the present collection, see "Whaur are ye gaun,
my bonny wee lass?"
0288 TURKEY IN THE STRAW
As I was a-gwine down the road,
Tired team and a heavy load,
Crack my whip and the leader sprung,
l seys day -day to the wagon tongue
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay, 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
Went out to milk, and I didn't know how,
I milked the goat instead of the cow
A monkey sittin' on a pile of straw,
A-winkin' at his mother-in-law
Met Mr. Catfish comin' down stream
Says Mr. Catfish, "What does you mean?"
Caught Mr. Catfish by the snout,
And turned Mr. Catfish wrong side out
Came to a river and I couldn't get across,
Paid five dollars for a blind old hoss;
Wouldn't go ahead, nor he wouldn't stand still,
So he went up and down like an old saw mill
As I came down the new cut road,
Met Mr. Bullfrog, met Miss Toad
And every time Miss Toad would sing,
Old Bullfrog cut a pigeon wing
Oh I jumped in the seat and I gave a little yell
The horses ran away, broke the wagon all to hell
Sugar in the gourd and honey in the horn
I never been so happy since the day I was born
Originally British, this tune was adopted by the US when published there as a
song by this name in 1861
0305 DAISY, DAISY
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do, I'm half crazy oh! for the love of you
It won't be a horseless carriage, I can't afford a marriage,
But you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two
0305 IF YOU'RE IRISH COME INTO THE PARLOR
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!"
0305 OH JOHNNY, OH JOHNNY, OH!
Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny!
How you can love!
Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny!
Heavens above!
You make my sad heart jump with joy,
And when you're near I just Can't sit still a minute
I'm so, Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny!
Please tell me dear
What makes me love you so?
You're not handsom, it's true,
But whan I look at you,
I just, Oh, Johnny!
Oh, Johnny! Oh!
From: Gloria "Montcomags" <[email protected]>Orrin Tucker
Words by Ed Rose and music by Abe Olman An ASCAP top seller in 1917 and in the
1940s with revivals by the Andrew Sisters and Glenn Miller Introduced by Henry
Lewis as a novelty in "Follow Me" (1917) and quickly adopted by Nora Bayes and
Sophie Tucker
0305 WHEN THE RED, RED ROBIN
When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin along along
There'll be no more sobbin when he starts throbbin his own sweet song
Wake up wake up you sleepy head
Get up Getup get out of bed
Cheer up cheer up the sun is red
Live love laugh and be happy
What if I've been blue now I'm walkin thru fields of flowers
The rain may glisten but still I listen for hours and hours
I'm just a kid again doing what I did again singin a song
When the red red robin comes bobbin bobbin along
0305 FORTY TWO POUND FLOAT
Also called Forty pound cheque/note etc
0305 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,
Then like politicians, thinking
To raise the "sinking funds" when sinking
Live the Rakes of Mallow
When at home, with da-da dying,
Still for mellow water crying;
But, where there's good claret plying
Live the Rakes of Mallow
Racking tenants, stewards teasing,
Swiftly spending, slowly raising,
Wishing to spend all their days in
Raking as at Mallow
Then to end this raking life,
They get sober, take a wife,
Ever after live in strife,
And wish again for Mallow
Also called Walls of Limerick, Mallow Fling Balls Up(Austr)
British 18th Century tune, words by A.R.Body
0305 BOBBIE SHAFTO(E)
Northumbria children's song
Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,
Siller buckles on his knee,
He'll come back and marry me,
Bonnie Bobbie Shafto
Bobbie Shafto's fat and fair,
Combing down his yellow hair;
He's my love for evermair,
Bonnie Bobby Shafto
Nicht at Eenie (1932), 12, with music; Montgomerie SNR (1946), 90 (no.
112). This is a Northern song, shared by both sides of the border; but
originally English. See ODNR 90; Cuthbert Sharp, Bishoprick Garland (1834),
[54], and tune, [85], from Topliff; Tyneside Songs (1891), 2; Bell RNB
(1812), 283. [With music in Bruce & Stokoe (1882), 115]:
Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,
With silver buckles on his knee;
He'll come back and marry me,
Bonny Bobby Shaftoe
Bobby Shaftoe's bright and fair,
Combing down his yellow hair,
He's ma' ain for ever mair,
Bonny Bobby Shaftoe
Bobby Shaftoe's getten a bairn,
For to dandle in his airm;
In his airm, and on his knee,
Bobby Shaftoe loves me
0305 RED APPLE JUICE
Well I ain't got no use for your red apple juice.
Ain't got no honey baby now.
Ain't got no honey baby now.
Ain't got no use for your red rocking chair
Ain't got no honey baby there. (2X)
It's who'll rock the cradle, and who'll sing a song,
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
As you go to your home by the ocean
May you never forget those sweet hours
That we spent in the Red River Valley
And the love we exchanged mid the flowers
by James Kerrigen in 1896
0482 BANANA BOAT SONG
Hey Mr.Tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and I wanna go home"
Daylight come and me want go home
Chop banana til the morning come
Daylight come..
Day-o, day -o
Daylight come..
Day-o, day -o
A beautiful bunch of ripe banana,
Daylight come..
Hide the deadly black tarantula,
Daylight come..
Day-o...etc
Come mister tally man, tally me banana,
Daylight come..
Come mister..
Daylingt come..
I pack up all me things and I go to sea,
Daylight come..
Then all these banana see the last of me
Daylight come..
Day-o...etc
Come mr. tallyman..."
note: this is, more or less, the version sung by Harry Bellafonte. There's
another one, song by the Tarriers; both were lifted from a Library of Congress
field recording (the Tarriers version combines two songs) RG
0484 JAMAICA FAREWELL
(Lord Burgess)Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines gaily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way
Won't be back for many a day
My heart is down, My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town
Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
Akee, rice, salt fish are nice
And the rum is fine any time of year
Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls sway to and fro
I must declare my heart is there
Though I've been from Maine to Mexico
Recorded by Belafonte
copyright Lord Burgess
0486 BLUE MOON
Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold
Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own
The Marcels - words by Lorenz Hart, music by Richard Rodgers
YOU! YOU! YOU!
(c) Zodiac Music Corp
You, you, you,
I'm in love with you, you, you,
I could be so true true true,
To someone like you, you, you
Do do do do what you ought to do,
Take me in your arms please do
Let me cling to you you you
We were meant for each other
Sure as heaven's above
We were meant for each other
Yo have to hold and to love,
You, you, you,
There's no one like you, you, you,
You could make my dreams come true
0490 OVER THE RAINBOW
Someplace where there isn't any trouble..
...do you suppose there is such a place, Toto?
There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train
It's far, far away..
Behind the moon
Beyond the rain
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can't I?
Reprise Cut from the Movie
(Judy sang this reprise in the witch's castle)
Someday I'll wake and rub my eyes,
and in that land beyond the skies you'll find me
I'll be a laughing daffodil
and leave the silly cares that fill
my mind behind me
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can't I?
Complete Lyrics from the Original Sheet Music
When all the world is a hopeless jumble
and the raindrops tumble all around,
Heaven opens a magic lane
When all the clouds darken up the skyway,
there's a rainbow highway to be found,
Leading from your window pane
To a place behind the sun,
Just a step beyond the rain
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby,
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up where the clouds are far behind me,
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
away, above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?
Judy Garland - as performed by Judy Garland in The Wizard of Oz, 1939
(pre-recorded October 7, 1938)- music by Harold Arlen, lyrics by E.Y. "Yip"
Harburg
0497 DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE
Well I met my little bright-eyed doll, down by the riverside (3X)
Well I met my little bright-eyed doll, down by the riverside
She said have patience little man, I know you'll understand, I hardly know your
name
Well maybe some sweet day, if I can have my way, Your name and mine will be the
same
0498 BABY FACE
Baby face, you've got the cutest little baby face,
There's not another one could take your place, Baby face,
My poor heart is jumping, you sure have started something,
Baby Face, I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace,
I didn't need a shove, cause I just fell in love, with your little Baby Face
0499 BYE BYE BLACKBIRD
Pack.up all my cares and woe, here I go, singing low "Bye, Bye Blackbird"
Where somebody waits for me, Sugars sweet, so is she, Bye, Bye Blackbird"
No one here can lov e and understand me, Oh! what hard luck stories they all han4
me
Make my bed and light the light, I'll arrive late to-night, Blackbird, Bye Bye
0512 THE PARTING GLASS
Oh all the money that e're I spent,
I spent it in good company
And all the harm that e're I've done
alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass,
Goodnight and joy be with you all,
Oh all the comrades that e're I had
Are sorry now I'm going away
And all the sweethearts that e're I had
Would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call
Goodnight and joy be with you all
If I had money enough to spend,
And leisure time to sit awhile
There is a fair maid in this town,
That sorely has my heart beguiled
Her rosey cheeks and ruby lips,
I own she has my heart in thrall
Then fill me with the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all
The words to this song were provided to me by John J. Hillyer (JJHFFaol.com)
and
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
0518 ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS
(Sabine Baring-Gould and Arthur Sullivan)
Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus going on before
Christ, the royal master leads against the foe
Forward into battle, see His banners go,
cho: Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus going on before
Like a mighty army, moves the Church of God
Brothers, we are treading where the Saints have trod;
We are not divided, all one body we,
One in hope and doctrine, one in charity
Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane
But the Church of Jesus constant will remain,
Gates of Hell can never 'gainst the Church prevail
We have Christ's own promise, and that can never fail
Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song
Glory, laud and honor unto Christ the King
This, through countless ages, men and angels sing
Note: Yes, that's the same Arthur Sullivan as in Gilbert & RG
hymn
0519 THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA
And how well I remember that terrible day,
How our blood stained the sand and the water
And of how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shells,
And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell,
Nearly blew us back home to Australia
And those that were left, well we tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
Though around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me ass over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying
So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, and maimed,
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The legless, the armless, the blind and insane,
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And when our ship pulled into Circular Quay
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
So now every April I sit on me porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reviving old dreams and past glory,
And the old men march slowly, all bone stiff and sore
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billibong
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
Copyright Larrikin Music, Ltd. Eric Bogle (Digitrad)
0521 ADVANCE AUSTRALIA FAIR
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;
Our land abounds in nature's gifts, Of beauty rich and rare;
In his t'ry's page, let ev'ry stage, Advance Australia fair,
In joyful strains then let us sing, Advance Australia fair
0525 KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN
Knees up Mother Brown, knees up Mother Brown,
Under the table you must go, ei ie, ei ie, ei ie, Oh!
If I catch you bending, I'll saw your legs right off,
Knees up Mother Brown, don't get the breeze up, Knees up Mother Brown
0532 THE MINSTREL BOY
(Thomas Moore (1779-1852))Air "the Moreen" Ancient Irish Air recorded by Clancy Bros on songs of Rebellion
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard,
(Should) "Tho' all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall 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!
0602 I NEVER WILL MARRY
SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer
[Laws #K17]
SOURCE'S SOURCE: The Weavers
D A7 D7 G
One morning I rambled down by the sea shore
G D A7 D
The wind it did whistle and the waters did roar
I heard some fair maiden give a pitiful cry
It sounded so lonesome, it swept off on high
CHORUS: I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife
I expect to live single all the days of my life
The shells in the ocean shall be my death-bed
While the fish in deep water swim over my head
She cast her fair body in the water so deep
And closed her pretty blue eyes forever to sleep
NOTE: Texas Gladden recorded this first, I think, on a Stinson
78. She sang it as 2-line couplets, with no formal chorus, and
had two extra couplets (after "It sounded so lonesome etc."
Said William to Molly, "If you will agree
To give your consent love, to marrying me."
"My mind is to marry, and never to part For the first time I saw you, you won my heart."
DT #405
Laws K17
0603 SHADY GROVE
Z:Southern banjo
Shady Grove
Shady grove my little love
Shady grove I say
Shady grove my little love
Bound for shady grove
Wish I was in shady grove
Sittin in a rockin chair
And if those blues would bother me
I'd rock away from there
Had a banjo made of gold
Every string would shine
The only song that it would play
Wish that girl was mine
When I was in shady grove
Heard them pretty birds sing
The next time I go to shady grove
Take along a diamond ring
When you go to catch a fish
Fish with a hook and line
When you go to court a girl
Never look behind
When I was a little boy
All I wanted was a knife
Now I am a great big boy
I'm lookin for a wife
0608 JACOB'S LADDER
l. We are climbing Jacob's ladder (3x)
Soldiers of the cross (brothers, sisters all)
2. Every round goes higher,higher
3. Sinners do you love your Jesus?
4. If you love him, why not serve him?
5. Rise, shine, give God the glory.
6. We are climbing higher, higher
New chorus by Pete Seeger, In Allen (et al) Slave Songs
of the US, l867, Pilgrims Hymnal, Friends Hymnal, and other
sources. WS
note: In the 1930's this was used as a union rallying song, with the
chorus, "Workers of the South"
From "Rise up singing" ed. Peter Blood-Patterson:
0609 FATHOM THE BOWL
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,
Bring me the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl.
cho: Fathom the bowl, fathom the bowl,
Bring me the punch ladle, we'll fathom the bowl.
My father he do lie in the depths of the sea,
No stone for his head, but no matter to he;
There's a clear crystal fountain near England do roll
Bring me etc.
cho:
My wife she do disturb me as I lay at my ease,
She'll do as she will and she'll say as she please;
My wife is the devil, she's black as the coal,
Bring me etc.
recorded by Cliff Haslam on Clockwinder
0613 LONG BLACK VEIL
(Danny Dill and Marijon Wilkin)
C
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
G7 F C
Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light
C
The people who saw they all agreed
G7 F C
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
F C F C
She walks these hills in a long black veil
F C F C
Visits my grave when the night winds wail
C
Nobody knows, nobody sees
F G7 C
Nobody knows but me
The judge said, "son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere's else, then you won't have to die"
I said not a word, though it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife
The scaffold is high and eternity near
She stands in the crowd and she sheds not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan
In a long black veil she cries o'er my bones
Copyright Cedarwood Publishing Co., Inc. recorded by Joan Baez on One day at a
0616 THE FOGGY DEW (REVOLUTIONARY)
F. P. O'Neill
'Twas down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I.
When Ireland's line of marching men
In squadrons passed me by.
No pipe did hum, no battle drum
Did sound its dread tattoo
But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell
Rang out in the foggy dew.
Right proudly high over Dublin town
They hung out a flag of war.
'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky
Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar.
And from the plains of Royal Meath
Strong men came hurrying through;
While Brittania's sons with their long-range guns
Sailed in from the foggy dew.
'Twas England bade our wild geese go
That small nations might be free.
Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves
On the fringe of the grey North Sea.
But had they died by Pearse's side
Or fought with Valera true,
Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep
'Neath the hills of the foggy dew.
The bravest fell, and the solemn bell
Rang mournfully and clear
For those who died that Eas tertide
In the springing of the year.
And the world did gaze in deep amaze
At those fearless men and true
Who bore the fight that freedom's light
Might shine through the foggy dew.
Note: from the Easter Uprising of 1916
0620 MARY HAMILTON
Word is to the kitchen gone
And word is to the hall,
And word is up to Madam the Queen
And that's the worst of all,
That Mary Hamilton's born a babe to the highest Stuart of all
"Arise, arise, Mary Hamilton,
Arise and tell to me,
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
I saw and heard weep by thee?"
"I put him in a tiny boat,
And cast him out to sea,
That he might sink or he might swim,
But he'd never come back to me."
"Arise, arise, Mary Hamilton,
Arise and come with me;
There is a wedding in Glasgow town
This night we'll go and see."
She put not on her robes of black,
Nor her robes of brown,
But she put on robes of white,
To ride into Glasgow town.
And as she rode into Glasgow town,
The city for to see,
The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried, "Ach, and alas for thee."
"Ah, you need not weep for me," she cried
"You need not weep for me;
For had I not slain my own wee babe
This death I would not dee."
"Ah, little did my mother think
When first she cradled me,
The lands I was to travel in
And the death I was to dee."
Then by and come the King himself,
Looked up with a pitiful eye,
"Come down, come down, Mary Hamilton,
Tonight you'll dine with me."
"Ah, hold your tongue, my sovereign liege,
And let your folly be;
For if you'd a mind to save my life
You'd never have shamed me here."
"Cast off, cast off my gown," she cried,
"But let my petticoat be,
And tie a napkin 'round my face;
The gallows I would not see."
"Last night I washed the Queen's feet,
And put the gold on her hair,
And the only reward I find for this,
The gallows to be my share."
"Last night there were four Marys,
Tonight there'll be but three,
There was Mary Beaton, and Mary Seaton,
And Mary Carmichael, and me."
The ballad tale told here bears resemblance to two distinct historical
occurences: one relating to a 16th century incident in the court of Mary Queen of
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
greatly to pinpoint the exact incident on which the valland might have been based.
The long circumstantial version given there does not have much currency today
among traditional singers; all that usually remains is a lyric lament in which
Mary Hamilton makes a farewell speech without any explanation of why she is being
punished. Printed in "British Ballads & Folk Songs" from the Joan Baez songbook.
Child #173
0621 DONA DONA
(Original Yiddish words by Aaron Zeitlin and Shalom Secunda;
English translation by Arthur Kevess and Teddi Schwartz)
On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye.
High above him there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky.
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night.
Dona dona dona dona
Dona dona dona down
Dona dona dona dona
Dona dona dona down
"Stop complaining," said the farmer,
"Who told you a calf to be"
Why don't you have wings to fly away
Like the swallow so proud and free?"
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why.
But whoever treasures freedom,
Like the swallow must learn to fly
sung by Joan Baez and Chad Mitchell
0622 CUCKOO SHE'S A PRETTY BIRD
The cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And tells us no lies
She sucks all sweet flowers
To make her voice clear
She never sings cuckoo
Till summer is near
She flies the hills over
She flies the world about
She flies back to the mountain
She mourns for her love
The cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And tells us no lies
0623 THERE BUT FOR FORTUNE
( Phil Ochs)
Show me a prison, show me a jail
Show me a prison man whose face is growing pale
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
And there, but for fortune, go you or I
Show me an alley, show me a train
Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
And there, but for fortune, go you or I
Show me the whiskey stains on the floor
Show me a drunken man as he stumbles out the door
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
And there, but for fortune, go you or I
Show me a country where the bombs had to fall
Show me the ruins of the buildings once so tall
And I'll show you a young land with so many reasons why
And there, but for fortune, go you or I
Recorded by Baez - No.5 Copyright Appleseed Music, Inc. play.exe BUTFORTU SOF
0624 COPPER KETTLE
(Frank Beddoe)
Get you a copper kettle
Get you a copper coil
Fill it with new made cornmash
And never more you'll toil
You'll just lay there by the juniper
While the moon is bright
Watch the jugs a filling
In the pale moon light
Build your fire with hickory
Hickory, ash, and oak
Don't use no green or rotten wood
They'll catch you by the smoke
My daddy, he made whiskey
And my granddaddy did too
We ain't paid no whiskey tax
Since seventeen ninety two
Written in 1953 for a folk opera, "Go Lightly, Stranger"
Copyright TRO
Recorded by Baez
RG
0626 ALL MY TRIALS, LORD
Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
If religion were a thing that money could buy
The rich would live and the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
I've got a little book that was given to me
And every page spells liberty
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
There is a tree in Paradise
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
recorded by Joan Baez
0627 PICK A BALE OF COTTON
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale of cotton
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale a day.*
cho: Oh Lordy, pick a bale of cotton,
Oh Lordy, pick a bale a day.
That nigger from Shiloh can pick a bale of cotton
That nigger from Shiloh can pick a day.
Me and my gal can pick etc.
Me and my wife etc.
Me and my buddy etc.
Me and my poppa etc.
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
hay". That's not bragging; it's just silly. You don't pick hay.
Willie Moore was a King, his age twenty -one
Courted a maiden fair;
Her eyes were like two diamonds bright
Raven black was her hair, hmmm hmmm hmmm...
He courted her both day and night,
To marry him she did agree,
But when they went to get her parents' consent,
They said, "This could never be," hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...
"I love Willie Moore," sweet Annie replied,
"Better than I love my life,
And l would rather die than weep here and cry,
Never to be his wife," hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...
That very same night sweet Anne disappeared,
They searched the country 'round
In a little stream by the cabin door,
The body of sweet Annie was found' hmmm, hmmm, hmm
Sweet Annie's parents they live all alone,
One mourns, the other cries,
ln a little green mound in front of their door
The body of sweet Annie now lies.
Willie Moore scarce spoke that anyone knew,
Soon from his friends did part;
And the last heard of him was he's on Montreal
Where he died of a broken heart.
Recorded by Baez
play.exe WILLMOOR
RG
0627 PICK A BALE OF COTTON
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale of cotton
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale a day.*
cho: Oh Lordy, pick a bale of cotton,
Oh Lordy, pick a bale a day.
That nigger from Shiloh can pick a bale of cotton
That nigger from Shiloh can pick a day.
Me and my gal can pick etc.
Me and my wife etc.
Me and my buddy etc.
Me and my poppa etc.
Takes a might big man to etc.
NOTE: 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
hay". That's not bragging; it's just silly. You don't pick hay. RG
0628 THE BOLL WEEVIL
[Laws #I17]
Oh, have you heard de lates',
Dc lates' of de songs?
It's about dem little Boll Weevils,
Dey's picked up bofe feet an' gone
A-lookin' for a home,
Jes a-lookin' for a home.
De Boll Weevil is a little bug
F'um Mexico, dey say,
He come to try dis Texas soil
En thought he better stay,
De nigger say to de Boll Weevil
"Whut makes yo' head so red?"
"I's been wanderin de whole worl' ovah
Till it's a wonder I ain't dead
First time I saw Mr. Boll Weevil,
He wuz on de western plain;
Next time I saw him,
He wuz ridin' on a Memphis train
De nex' time I saw him,
He was runnin' a spinnin' wheel;
De nex' time I saw him,
He was ridin' in an automobile
De fus' time I saw de Boll Weevil
He wuz settin' on de square,
The nex' time I saw de Boll Weevil
He had all his family dere
Then the Farmer got angry,
Sent him up in a balloon;
"Good-by, Mr. Farmer;
I'll see you again next June."
De Farmer took de Boll Weevil
An' buried him in hot san';
De Boll Weevil say to de Farmer
"I'll stan' it like a man"
Den de Farmer took de Boll Weevil
An' lef' him on de ice;
Says de Boll Weevil to de Farmer,
"Dis is mighty cool an' nice."
Mr. Farmer took little Weevil
And put him in Paris Green;
"Thank you, Mr. Farmer,
It's the best I ever seen."
Den de Farmer say to de Merchan
"We's in an awful fix;
De Boll Weevil's et all de cotton up
An' lef' us only sticks."
Den de Merchant say to de Farmer,
"Whut do you tink o' dat ?
Ef you kin kill de Boll Weevil
I'll give you a bran-new Stetson hat"
Oh, de Farmer say to de Merchant,
"I ain't made but only one bale,
An' befo' I bring yo' dat one
I'll fight an' go to jail"
De Sharpshooter say to de Boll Weevil,
"What you doin' in dis square? "
An' the Boll Weevil say to de Sharpshooter,
"I'se makin' my home in here."
Oh de Boll Weevil say to the Dutchman,
"Jes' poison me ef yo' dare,
An' when yo' come to make yo' crop
I'll punch out every square"
De Boll Weevil say to de Farmer,
"You better lemme alone,
I've et up all yo' cotton
An' now I'll begin on de co'n"
Boll Weevil say to de Doctor,
"Better po' out all yo' pills,
When I git through wid de Farmer,
He cain't pay no doctor's bills."
Boll Weevil say to de Preacher,
"You better close yo' chu'ch do',
When I git through wid de Farmer,
He cain't pay de Preacher no mo'"
De Merchant got half de cotton,
De Boll Weevil got de res' Didn't leave de nigger's wife
But one old cotton dress.
(And it's full of holes, etc.)
Rubber-tired buggy, Decorated hack,
Took dem Boll Weevils to de graveyard,
An' ain't goin' bring 'em back.
Ef anybody axes you
Who wuz it writ dis song,
Tell 'em 'twuz a dark-skinned nigger
Wid a pair o' blue duckins on,
A-lookin' for a home etc.
From American Ballads and Folk Songs, Lomax
Note: Use a bit of imagination in adapting the chorus to the
verses.."It'll be my home", or "Ain't got no home" etc.
DT #664
Laws I17
0629 THE HAPPY WANDERER
I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun
So joyously it calls to me,
Come join my happy song.
I wave my hat to all I meet
And they wave back to me.
The bluebird calls so loud and sweet
From every greenwood tree.
High overhead the skylarks wing,
They never rest at home,
But just like me they love to sing
As o'er the world we roam.
Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die
Oh, may I always laugh and sing
Beneath God's clear blue sky!
0631 ON TOP OF OLD SMOKY
On top of old Smoky, all covered with snow
I lost my true lover from courting too slow
Though courting's a pleasure and parting is grief
A false-hearted lover is worse than a thief
For a thief will just rob you and take what you have
But a false-hearted lover will lead you to the grave
The grave will decay you and turn you to dust Not one boy in a thousand a poor girl can trust
He'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies
Than cross-ties on a railroad or stars in the skies
Recorded by Ives
0632 COMING 'ROUND THE MOUNTAIN
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, when she comes
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming 'round the mountain,
She'll be coming 'round the mountain
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes.
She'll be huffin' and a-puffin'...
Oh, we'll all come out to meet her ...
We will kill the old red rooster...
She'll be wearing pink pajamas...
(plus some bawdy ones)
Everybody asks her, did she come.
Everybody asks her, did she come.
They wouldn't have to mention
If they only paid attention.
Everybody asks her, did she come.
She's got a lovely titillating smile.
She's got a lovely titillating smile.
She's got a lovely titi-,
She's got a lovely titi-,
She's got a lovely titillating smile.
She's got a lovely bottom set of teeth.
She's got a lovely bottom set of teeth.
She's got a lovely bottom.
She's got a lovely bottom.
She's got a lovely bottom set of teeth.
Note: probably originally about a new railroad line; it's a good
enough zipper-type song to have been preempted by kids and camps, and
have verses like "pink pajamas" incorporated.
0633 CLEMENTINE
In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner, forty -niner
And his daughter Clementine.
Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Thou art lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes without topses
Sandals were for Clementine
CHORUS
Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine.
CHORUS
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine,
But alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
CHORUS
Then the miner, forty -niner
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter jine he daughter,
Now he's with his Clementine.
CHORUS
In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine;
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead, I draw the line.
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A remarkable ballad developed in San Francisco toward the end of
the nineteeth century. It became a favorite college song during
the Reconstruction period.
Additional verses (Boy Scouts and others)RG
In a churchyard, 'neath a gravestone
Where the myrtle doth entwine.
There are posies, and some roses
Fertilized by Clementine.
How I missed her, how I missed her
How I missed my Clementine!
Till I kissed her little sister
And forgot my Clementine.
All you Boy Scouts, take fair warning
From this dreadful tale of mine.
Artificial respiration
Would have saved my Clementine.
Recorded by the Weavers
0636 MICHAEL, ROW THE BOAT ASHORE
Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah,
Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah.
Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah,
Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah.
The river is deep and the river is wide, Hallelujah,
Milk and honey on the other side, Hallelujah.
Jordan's river is chilly and cold, Hallelujah,
Chills the body but not the soul, Hallelujah.
0637 DOWN IN THE VALLEY
Down in the valley, the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Writing this letter, containing three lines
Answer my question, will you be mine?
Will you be mine, dear, will you be mine?
Answer my question, will you be min?
Write me a letter, send it by mail
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail,
Birmingham jail, dear, Birmingham jail
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail
Roses love sunshine, violets love dew
Angels in Heav en know I love you
Know I love you, dear, know I love you
Angels in Heaven Know I love you
0642 MIDNIGHT SPECIAL
Leadbelly
Well you wake up in the morning.
Hear the ding dong ring,
You go a-marching to the table,
See the same damn thing;
Well, it's on a one table,
Knife, a fork and a pan,
And if you say anything about it,
You're in trouble with the man.
cho: Let the midnight special
Shine her light on me;
Let the midnight special
Shine her ever-loving light on me.
If you ever go to Houston.
You better walk right;
You better not stagger,
You better not fight;
Sheriff Benson will arrest you,
He'll carry you down,
And if the jury finds you guilty,
Penitentiary bound.
Yonder come little Rosie,
How in the world do you know,
l can tell her by her apron,
And the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder,
Piece of paper in her hand,
She goes a-marching to the captain,
Says, "I want my man."
"I don' believe that Rosie loves me"
"Well tell me why"
She ain't been to see me
Since las' July.
She brought me little coffee
She brought me little tea
Brought me damn near ever'thing
But the jailhouse key.
Yonder comes Doctor Adams
"How in the world do you know?"
Well he gave me a tablet
The day befo' There ain't no doctor
In all the lan' Can cure the fever
Of a convict man.
0642 MIDNIGHT SPECIAL
Leadbelly
Well you wake up in the morning.
Hear the ding dong ring,
You go a-marching to the table,
See the same damn thing;
Well, it's on a one table,
Knife, a fork and a pan,
And if you say anything about it,
You're in trouble with the man.
cho: Let the midnight special
Shine her light on me;
Let the midnight special
Shine her ever-loving light on me.
If you ever go to Houston.
You better walk right;
You better not stagger,
You better not fight;
Sheriff Benson will arrest you,
He'll carry you down,
And if the jury finds you guilty,
Penitentiary bound.
Yonder come little Rosie,
How in the world do you know,
l can tell her by her apron,And the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder,
Piece of paper in her hand,
She goes a-marching to the captain,
Says, "I want my man."
"I don' believe that Rosie loves me"
"Well tell me why"
She ain't been to see me
Since las' July.
She brought me little coffee
She brought me little tea
Brought me damn near ever'thing
But the jailhouse key.
Yonder comes Doctor Adams
"How in the world do you know?"
Well he gave me a tablet
The day befo' There ain't no doctor
In all the lan' Can cure the fever
Of a convict man.
0646 FAREWELL ANGELINA
(Bob Dylan)
Farewell Angelina the bells off the crowd
I've being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sun
The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow
Farewell Angelina, the sky's on fire, and I must go
There's no need anger, there's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove, everything still the same
Just the table standing empty by the edge of the sea
Means farewell Angelina, the sky is falling, and I must leave
The chuck and the queen had forsake the cordial
Fifty two gypsies now file passed the guards
In the space where the due sand the ace runs ran wild
Farewell Angelina, the sky is falling, I'll see you in a while
See the croadside pirates sid curchteen the sun
Shooding tin can with a sword of shack gun
And the neighbours they clap and they cheer with each blast But farewell Angelina, the sky's changing colour, and I must leave fast
King-Kong lead louds on the roof top they dance
Valentino type tangos while they make upman's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead knock to embarass anyone
But farewell Angelina, the sky's embarassed, than I must be gone
The machine guns are roaring and the puppet she wracks
And fing nails tomb on's to the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like I will never deny it But farewell Angelina, the sky's erupting, I must go where it's quiet
Copyright Bob Dylan. Recorded by Dylan, Baez
2001 BLACK VELVET BAND
In a neat little town they call Belfast An apprentice boy I was bound
And many's the happy hour
I have spent in that neat little town
But bad misfortune o'ertook me
And caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations,
Betrayed by the black velvet band
Oh, one evening late as I rambled
Not meaning to go very far,
When I met with a gay young deceiver
She was plyin' her trade in a bar
Oh, her eyes they shone like the diamonds
And I thought her the pride of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band
Oh, one evening a flashman, a watchman
She happened to meet on the sly
I could tell that her mind it was altered
By the roll of her roving dark eye
Oh, that watch she took from his pocket
She slipped it right into my hand
Then she gave me in charge to the policeman
Bad luck to the black velvet band
Now before the Lord Mayor I was taken
My guilt they proved quite plain
And he said if I was not mistaken
I should have to cross the salt main
Now its sixteen long years have they gave me
To plough upon Van Dieman's land
Far away from my friends and relations
A curse on the black velvet band
So come all ye jolly young fellows,
I'll have ye take warning from me
Whenever you're out on the liquor,
Beware of them pretty colleens
They'll treat you to whiskey and porter,
Till you are not able to stand;
And the very next thing that you know, my lads,
You'll end up in Van Dieman's land
recorded by Clancys Irish
2002 THE CROPPY BOY
It was early, early in the spring
The birds did whistle and sweetly sing,
Changing their notes from tree to tree
And the song they sang was Old Ireland free
It was early early in the night,The yeoman cavalry gave me a fright;
The yeoman cavalry was my downfall
And I was taken by Lord Cornwall
'Twas in the guard-house where I was laid,
And in a parlour where I was tried;
My sentence passed and my courage low
When to Dungannon I was forced to go
As I was passing my father's door
My brother William stood at the door;
My aged father stood at the door
And my tender mother her hair she tore
As I was going up Wexford Street
My own first cousin I chanced to meet;
My own first cousin did me betray
And for one bare guinea swore my life away
As I was walking up Wexford Hill
Who could blame me to cry my fill?
I looked behind, and I looked before
But my aged mother I shall see no more
And as I mounted the platform high
My aged father was standing by;
My aged father did me deny
And the name he gave me was the Croppy Boy
It was in Dungannon this young man died
And in Dungannon his body lies
And you good people that do pass by
Oh shed a tear for the Croppy Boy
Recorded by Patrick Galvin, Clancys
Irish
2002 DANNY BOY
Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes... the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's is gone and all the leaves are falling,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide
But come ye back, when summer's in the meadow,
and all the valley's hushed and white with snow
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny Boy, Oh, Danny Boy, I love you so!
But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying
If I be dead, as dead I well may be
Then come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me
And I shall hear, though soft your tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
And you shall bend, and tell me that you love me,
And I shall rest in peace until you come to me
The last two verses were supplied to me by Nigel Shardlow
(nigelmarketing.co.uk) and Edward E. Mueller (genemuelservtech.com). Ms. E. H.
Rodney ("nursableepix.net"epix.net) informed me that her "great grandama" gave
her different words to this song. 3rd line changed from "summer's rose" to
"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.
Rodney is 71 (as of Oct 29, 1996), I shall bow to her wisdom and experience
2004 DIRTY OLD TOWN
(c) Stormking Music recorded by Clancy Brothers Flowers in
Valle Ewan MacColl Freeborn Man, and Ian Campbell
I found my love 'neath the gasworks croft falls
Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty 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
2006 FIDDLER'S GREEN
Copyright 1970 for the world, march music Ltd COMPOSER:(John Connelly)
As I roved by the dockside on evening so rare
To view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
O take me away boys my time is not long
Dress me up in me oilskin and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see them someday in Fiddler's 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 FIELDS OF ATHENRY
COMPOSER:recorded by the Bards
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
"Michael, they have taken you away,
For you stole Travalient's(?) corn,
So the young might see the morn
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay."
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
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 harbor 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
2009 GALWAY BAY
COMPOSER:(Arthur Colahan)
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
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
2010 GYPSY ROVER
From the singing of the Clancy Brothers, and is a variation of a Child ballad
. The gypsy rover came over the hill
Down through the valley so shady,
He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady
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
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
We'll sail the salt seas over and we'll return once more,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
(Shouted) Fine girl you are!
(Sung) You're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once 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
Note: Irish variation of Swansea Town
From Oxford Book of Sea Songs, Palmer
Recorded by Clancys
2012 I'LL TAKE YOU HOME AGAIN, KATHLEEN
I'll take you home again, Kathleen,
Across the ocean wild and wide
To where your heart has ever been
Since first you were my bonny bride
The roses all have left your cheek;
I've watched them fade away and die
Your voice is sad when e'er you speak
And tears be-dim your loving eyes
Oh, I will take you back, Kathleen,
To where your heart will feel no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I'll take you to your home again
2015 I'M A ROVER AND SELDOM SOBER
cho: I'm a a rover and seldom sober
I'm a rover, o' high degree;
And when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
How to gain my love's company
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
From MacColl, Folksongs and Ballads of Scotland Recorded by Redpath, Boys of the
Lough Scots
2016 THE IRISH ROVER
In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the fair Cobh of Cork
We were bound far away with a cargo of bricks
For the fine city hall of New York
In a very fine craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
She had twenty -three masts and withstood several blasts
And we called her the Irish Rover
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
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
2018 JUG OF PUNCH
'Twas early, early, in the month of June
I was sitting with my glass and spoonA small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was a jug of punch
CHO: Toor-a-loora-la, toor-a-loora-lie
Toor-a-loora-la, toor-a-loora-lie
(repeat last two lines of verse)
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:
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:
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
Recorded by Clancys, Galvin
Irish
2020 LOVE IS TEASIN'
Cho: Oh, love is teasing and love is pleasin' But as love grows older sure love grows colder
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I was a maid again
But maid again I ne'er can be
Till apples grow on an ivy tree
But the sweetwest apple is the soonest rotten
And the hottest love is the soonest cold
But what can't be cured, love, has to be endured , love,
So now I'm bound for Amerikay
Repeat Chorus
Traditional. Taken from Soodlum's
LES BICYCLETTES DE BELSIZE
Turning and turning the world goes on
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
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before
As I went home on Wednesday night, as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe upon the chair, where my old pipe should be
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's a lovely tin-whistle, that my mother sent to me
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
As I came home on Thursday nigh, as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beside the bed, where my old boots should be
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
who owns them boots beside the bed where my old boots should be
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
They're two lovely flower pots my mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but laces in flower pots I never saw before
As I came home on Friday night, as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed, where my old head should be
I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
who owns that head upon the bed, where my old head should be
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's a baby boy, that my mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
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
I spied two hands upon her breasts, where my old hands should be
I called to my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who's hands are these upon your breasts, where my old hands should be?
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see
'Tis nothing but a Living Bra Jane Russell gave to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more,
but fingernails on a Living Bra, I never saw before
Now when I came home on Sunday night, a little after threeI saw a man running
out the door with his pants about his knee
So I called to my wife and I said to her: would you kindly tell to me,
who was that man running out the door with his pants about his knee?
Oh you're drunk, you're drunk,
you silly old fool, and still you cannot see,
Twas nothing but the tax collector the Queen sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But an Englishman that could last 'till three I never saw before
Here's an alternative, a bit naughtier version of the Sunday verse. You may fill
in the blanks:
As I came home on Sunday night, as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a inside my wife, where my old should be
I called my wife and I said to her: <HEY WIFE> Would ya kindly tell to me,
who owns that outside the., where my old should be?
Ah sure, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see
That's just the lovely English man that me ma she sent to me
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
before
3000 ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON HIGH
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, Jos eph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise
3001 AWAY IN A MANGER
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
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
Ding Dong merrily on high
In Heaven bells are ringing
Ding dong merrily the sky
Is riven with angels singing
Cho:Glo- - - -ria,
E'en so here below, below
Let steeple bells be swungen
And io, io, io
By priest and people sungen:
Chorus
Pray you, dutifully prime
Your matin chime, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rime
Your evetime song, ye singers:
Chorus
3004 THE FIRST NOEL
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 look ed 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
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
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
3005 GOD REST YE MERRY, GENTLEMEN
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
3006 GOOD CHRISTIAN MEN, REJOICE
(John Mason Neale, 18xx)
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 WENCESLAS
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
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
The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wo
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
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
3010 WHITE CHRISTMAS
By Irving Berlin
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
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
3012 JOY TO THE WORLD
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
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 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
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
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
mystery pageants including, among others, those performed by the
Grey Friars in Coventry. Fuller versions of the ballad sometimes
contain predictions of Jesus' birth, death, and resurrection.
From "British Ballads and Folk Songs from the Joan Baez
Songbook."
DC
INDEX Advance Australia Fair............................ 117, 118 African Swallow ............................................ 66 After the Ball ................................................ 23 Alexander's Ragtime Band............................... 84 All For My Grog............................................142 All my trials.................................................135 Alnwick Castle.............................................. 30 And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda..............117 Andrew's Polka............................................. 44 Angels we have heard on high.........................170 Anniversary Waltz ........................................115 Another Fall of Rain......................................... 1 Are You Lonesome Tonight?............................ 27 Arrivaderci Roma.........................................102 Ash Grove..................................................129 Ashokan Farewell.......................................... 21 Athol Highlanders.......................................... 54 Auld Lang Syne...........................................115 Away in a Manger.........................................170 Baby Face.................................................110 Ballade Irlandaise.........................................124 Banana boat Song........................................105 Barren Rocks of Aden.................................... 79 Barrett's Half Century ..................................... 55 Basil Cosgrove's ........................................... 97 Battle Hymn of the Republic............................. 98 Battle of Jerico.............................................137 Beer Barrel Polka.......................................... 18 Belfast Almanac ............................................ 56 Berkshire Tragedy ........................................129 Billy of Tea................................................... 19 Black Velvet Band........................................142 Blarney Pilgrim ............................................. 50 Blaydon Races ............................................... 7 Blind Mary ..................................................121 Blue Moon..................................................106 Bluebell Polka............................................... 43 Bobby Shaftoe........................................... 7, 73 Bodmin Riding March..................................... 14 Boll Weevil..................................................135 Bonnie Kate................................................. 12 BONNY BREAST KNOT ................................. 79 Bonny Doon................................................. 19 Botany Bay .................................................. 28 Boulavogue.................................................. 28 Boy's Lament for His Dragan............................ 87 Bride's Favorite............................................. 57 Brighton Camp.............................................. 45 British Grenadiers.......................................... 79 Bye Bye Blackbird........................................110 Caddam Wood............................................. 71 Calypso Carol..............................................184 Can Can..................................................... 68 Can Can..................................................... 69 Careless Love.............................................. 72 Carneval di Venezia......................................104 Carolan's Concerto.......................................120 Carolan's draught.........................................119 Catalpa......................................................... 6 CHAIN DOUBLE QUADRILLE.......................... 67 Charles Lynch.............................................. 24 Chase me Charlie in G................................... 78 Cherry Tree Carol.........................................185 Chicken dance.............................................113 Christmas Day .............................................184 Church St...................................................... 4 Cindy.........................................................138 Clare Jig ....................................................... 7 Clare Jig ..................................................... 73 Clementine.................................................136 Click Go the Shears.............................. 11, 34,96 Cock O' the North in D.................................... 78 Cock o' the North........................................... 59 Cock of the North in G.................................... 78 Coconut woman...........................................105 Colleen....................................................... 59 Colleen......................................................... 8 COLONIALS QUADRILLE............................... 68 Columbus's Sword......................................... 71 Coming in on a Wing...................................... 72 Coming 'Round the Mountain..........................136 Copper Kettle..............................................134 Corn Rigs .................................................... 64 Cornish Floral Dance...................................... 80
Cosgrove's Schottiche.................................... 97 Cruising Down the River in G........................... 25 Cruising Down the River.................................. 26 Cuckoo is a Pretty Bird..................................133 Cuckoo Waltz............................................... 24 CUMBERLAND REEL.................................... 53 Cumberland Reel .......................................... 53 Cunnamulla Stocking Jig................................. 56 Daisy Daisy in F........................................... 26 Daisy Daisy in G........................................... 25 Danny Boy ..................................................143 Darling Clementine.......................................100 Dashing White Sergeant ................................. 12 Davy Nicknack................................................ 5 Day Trip to Bangor........................................139 Deck the Halls .............................................171 Dennis Murphys.............................................. 5 Devil Among the Taylors ................................. 56 Dicey Reilly.................................................143 Didn't He Ramble.......................................... 72 Ding Dong Merrily on High..............................171 Dingle Regatta................................................ 7 Dirty Old Town.............................................144 Do You Hear the People Sing?......................... 88 Donkey Riding.............................................. 12 Donna Donna..............................................133 D'Oro Waltz ................................................. 31 Dorset Four Hand Reels.................................. 70 Dorsetshire Hornpipe..................................... 93 Down at the Old Bull and Bush......................... 27 Down By The Riverside..................................110 Down by the Sally Gardens.............................144 Down in the Valley ........................................137 Drops of Brandy ............................................ 60 Drover's Dream............................................. 11 Drovers Dream ............................................. 34 Drowsy Maggie............................................. 63 Drunken Sailor.............................................132 Early in the Morning...................................... 87 Early One Morning........................................132 Edelweiss.................................................... 32 Endearing Young Charms................................ 20 Euabalong Ball ............................................. 28 Fairy dance................................................125 Father O'Flynn.............................................. 13 Father's Polka.............................................. 44 Fathom The Bowl.........................................130 Fiddler's Green............................................145 Fields of Athenry ..........................................145 Fiery Clock Fyece............................................ 6 Finnegan's Wake..........................................146 First Noel....................................................172 Flossy O'Toole.............................................. 33 Flowers of Edinburgh..................................... 74 Flying Pieman.......................................... 47, 48 Foggy Dew .................................................131 Foggy Foggy Dew ........................................132 For He's a Jolly Good Fellow ...........................115 For Ireland I'd not tell her Name.......................122 Forty Pound Float............................................ 2 Four Sister's................................................. 41 Foxhunter.................................................... 60 Galway Bay................................................147 Garryowen................................................... 47 German Waltz 1............................................ 30 Girl I Left Behind Me................................. 45, 77 Girl With the Blue Dress on............................ 4, 8 Glory Shines ................................................ 73 Go to the Devil and Shake Yourself ................... 57 God Defend New Zealand..............................118 God Rest You Merry Gentlemen......................172 God Save the King........................................118 Good Christian Men Rejoice............................173 Good King Wensleslas ..................................173 Goodnight Sweetheart.................................... 42 Grand Old Duke of York.................................. 85 Grandfathers Clock.......................................... 5 Great Storm is Over......................................134 Gypsy Rover...............................................147 Hackett's Schottiche...................................... 97 Happy Birthday ............................................116 Happy Wanderer..........................................135 Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.........................174
Harper's Frolick............................................. 12 Harvest Moon Schottische............................... 96 Haste to the Wedding..................................... 49 Haymaker's.................................................... 9 HEDLAND SCRATCH BAND SETS..................... 1 Heel and Toe Polka....................................... 13 Herb's Jig.................................................... 47 Hogmanay ................................................... 51 Hokey Pokey ...............................................114 Holly and the Ivy..........................................174 Holy Ground................................................148 Home On The Range....................................100 Homecoming................................................ 33 House of ther Rising Sun................................. 99 Hull's Victory ................................................ 76 Hundred Pipers........................................ 78, 83 I Belong to Glasgow....................................... 27 I Know Where I'm Going................................149 I Never Will Marry.........................................128 I Still Call Australia Home...............................117 If You Knew Susie......................................... 18 If You're Irish Come into the Parlour.............16, 169 I'll Take You Home Again Kathleen...................149 I'll Tell My Ma............................................... 13 I'll Tell My Ma..............................................149 I'm a Rover Seldom Sober..............................150 I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas ...................175 Irish Rover..................................................150 Irish Stew .................................................... 46 Irish Washerwoman....................................... 13 Island in the Sun..........................................105 It's a Long Way to Tipparary.......................15, 151 I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Cocoanuts................ 17 Jack Broke Da Prison Door............................. 65 Jacob's Ladder............................................129 Jamaica Farewell .........................................105 Jambalaya................................................... 99 Jenny Lind polkas.......................................... 44 Jingle Bells .................................................175 Jockey to the Fair.......................................... 58 John Brown's Body ..................................73, 136 John of Paris................................................ 58 John Peel.................................................... 86 Joy to the World...........................................176 Jug of Punch...............................................151 Keel Row.................................................... 75 Kelly the Boy From Killanne ............................. 81 Kelvin Grove...............................................123 Kesh Jig...................................................... 48 Kesh.......................................................... 49 Kilgary Mountain..........................................166 King of the Fairies ........................................125 Kumbaya....................................................130 La Cucaracha.............................................103 La Russe..................................................... 75 La Va......................................................... 95 Lament on the Death of Rev. Archie Beaton........122 Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream ...............116 Lazy Harry's................................................... 2 Leaving of Liverpool.................................14, 152 Lest We Forget............................................116 Let Me Call You Sweetheart............................. 23 Levi Jackson...............................................101 Liberty Bell................................................... 55 Life is All Chequered...................................... 46 Life on the Ocean Wave.................................. 59 Lilliburlero.................................................... 59 Lincolnshire Poacher........................................ 8 Little Brown Jug............................................ 44 Little Drummer Boy .......................................176 Loch Lomond................................................. 5 Londonderry Air ...........................................143 Long Black Veil............................................131 Long Long Trail............................................130 Lord of the Dance.......................................... 86 Louisburg ...................................................... 9 Love is a Beautiful Song.................................. 27 Love is Teasin'.............................................152 Loveliest Night of the Year............................... 26 MacPherson's Lament..................................126 Maggie May ................................................153 Maids When You're Young.............................153 Mairi's Wedding...........................................154
Mama Don't Allow.......................................... 72 Manchester Galop ......................................... 77 Manchester hornpipe...................................... 94 Marble Halls................................................108 March of the King of Laoise............................. 86 Margaret's waltz ............................................ 24 Marie's Wedding........................................... 73 Marino Waltz...............................................124 Mary Hamilton.............................................133 Mary's Boy Child ..........................................178 McNamara's Band......................................... 16 Men of Harlech............................................. 79 Merrily Kiss the Quaker.............................. 50, 61 Merry Blacksmith........................................... 63 Mexican Hat dance.......................................113 Michael Row the Boat Ashore..........................137 Midnight Special...........................................138 Milord........................................................140 Minstrel Boy ......................................... 122, 154 Minuet from Berenice....................................141 Miss Kate Rusby ..........................................127 MODERN DANCE........................................109 Molly Malone...............................................155 Monk's March............................................... 86 Moreton Bay ................................................ 28 Mountains of Mourne.....................................156 Mr Hitler...................................................... 82 Mrs Grace Bowie........................................... 51 Muckin' ......................................................... 9 Mudgee Schottiche........................................ 41 Mudgee Schottische....................................... 96 Munster Cloak .............................................. 33 My Old Man................................................. 15 No Hiding Place Down There..........................137 No Nay Never..............................................168 No title........................................................ 69 O Come All Ye Faithful .................................177 O Little Town of Bethlehem.............................177 O Sole Mio..................................................104 O Suzannah................................................. 98 O'Brien's Jig................................................. 57 Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?.................... 58 Oh Johnny Oh Johnny Oh! .............................111 Oh You Beautiful Doll....................................111 Old Joe Clark ............................................... 98 Old Legacy .................................................... 7 Old Orange Flute..........................................157 Old Palmer's Song........................................... 1 On Christmas Night.......................................178 On Top of Old Smoky....................................136 Once in Royal David's City..............................177 Onward Christian Soldiers..............................116 Orotaba Waltz .............................................. 29 Our God our help in Ages Past........................116 Over The Rainbow........................................107 Oyster Girl..................................................... 9 Pack up your Troubles................................... 15 Perfect Cure................................................... 6 Pick a Bale of Cotton.....................................135 Pinch of Snuff............................................... 62 Pine Tree Flat Barn Dance.............................. 97 Pirate Chorus ............................................... 89 Plaisir d'Amour............................................. 24 Planxty George Brabazon...............................119 Planxty Hewlett............................................119 Planxty Irwin................................................ 20 Pokare Kare Ana..........................................130 Port Hedland Carol .......................................182 Portsmouth.................................................. 79 Princess Royal.............................................. 77 Put your Little Foot......................................... 95 Puttin' On the Style.......................................138 Quartermaster's Stores.................................. 17 Rachel Rae................................................125 Raglan Road................................................ 81 Rakes Mallow ............................................... 12 Rakes of Mallow.............................................. 2 Rare Oul' Times...........................................158 Rattlin' Bog .................................................... 5 Red River Valley ................................... 100, 136 Red Wing.................................................... 68 Reedy River................................................123 Reel De Montreal .......................................... 76 Reilly's Daughter..........................................159
Repasz....................................................... 85 Resting Chair ..............................................126 Rickett's hornpipe.......................................... 94 Ride a Cock horse to Banbury Cross.................. 58 Rights of Man............................................... 94 Rising of the Moon........................................159 Roaring Jelly ................................................ 55 Robbie Hobkirk's........................................... 44 Rock around the Clock..................................113 Rocky Road To Dublin.................................... 60 Roddy McCorley......................................... 1, 81 Roisin Dubh with ornamentation.......................127 Roisin Dubh................................................127 Roll out the Barrel.......................................... 18 Rose of Aranmore......................................... 19 Rose of Tralee.............................................160 Rose Tree..................................................... 3 Roxburgh Castle........................................... 90 Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer.......................179 Rum Rebellion.............................................. 47 Saddle the Pony ...................................... 46, 49 Sail Away Ladies..........................................137 Sailor.........................................................106 Sally Gardens............................................... 64 Sally Sloane's .............................................. 95 Santa Lucia.................................................103 Sash My Father Wore....................................160 Scarborough Fair .........................................128 Scarterglen.................................................. 67 Scotland the Brave.......................................... 6 Scottish Wood .............................................. 33 SET DANCE: EVENING THREE STEP.............. 55 SET DANCE: VIRGINIA REEL......................... 73 Seventy Ninth Highlander's farewell to Gibraltar.... 82 Seventy Six Trombones .................................. 83 Shady Grove...............................................128 Shandon Bells .............................................. 46 Ship Ahoy.................................................... 17 Shoals of Herring.........................................128 Si Beg Si Mor ..............................................125 Silent Night.................................................179 Silv er Spear................................................. 76 Silver Threads Among the Gold.......................107 Smash Windows........................................... 49 Soldier's Joy................................................. 74 South Wind.................................................. 20 Spanish Lady .......................................... 3, 161 Spanish Waltz .............................................. 30 Speed the plough.......................................... 66 Spey in Spate............................................... 65 St Anne's Reel.............................................. 62 St Anthony ..................................................... 5 St Mary's....................................................... 4 Star of the County Down................................162 Stars up above............................................123 Staten Island................................................ 74 Steam Boat.................................................. 90 Strangers in the Night....................................107 Streets of London.........................................139 STRIP THE WILLOW..................................... 54 Susanna Suzanna......................................... 98 Swallow's Nest ............................................. 49 Sweet Jenny Jones.......................................131 Sweet Rosie O' Grady in D.............................. 25 Sweet Rosie O' Grady .................................... 26 Tempest................................................... 4, 8 Tennessee waltz........................................... 25 THADY THOU GANDER................................. 49 That Big Rock Candy Mountain........................101 That's Amore...............................................102 There But For Fortune...................................134 There's a Tavern in the Town........................... 15 Three Drovers .............................................183 Tie a Yellow Ribbon......................................139 Tobin's Favourite........................................... 56 Today ......................................................... 32 Tom Blackman's............................................ 19 Tom Dooley ................................................101 Too Young..................................................106 Toss the Feathers......................................... 75 Town I Loved So Well....................................163 Traveller...................................................... 65 Trip to Bavaria.............................................. 71 Tripping Upstairs........................................... 48 Turkey in the Straw ........................................ 62 Twist.........................................................113
VARSOVIENNA........................................... 95 Villikins and his Dinah....................................157 VIRGINIA REEL............................................ 72 Walkin' My Baby Back Home..........................112 Walter Bulwer#2............................................ 70 Walter Bulwer's Polkas ................................... 43 Waltz for Mr & Mrs Lysons............................... 31 Waltzing Matilda Buderim................................ 11 Waltzing Matilda Cowra.................................. 11 Waltzing Matilda............................................ 34 Wangaratta waltz .......................................... 31 WASHINGTON POST.................................... 55 Waves of Tory ............................................ 2, 3 Waxies' Dargle............................................164 We Shall Not Be Moved.................................. 72 We Three Kings of Orient Are..........................180 We Wish You a Merry Christmas......................181 Wearing of the Green..................................... 87 Welsh Rabbit...............................................123 When I Grow Too Old To dream ....................... 23 When Irish Eyes are Smiling......................32, 164 When the Red Red Robin...............................111 When the Saints............................................ 99 When You and I Were Young Maggie................165 Where Have All the Flowers Gone?................... 99 While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks.............180 Whiskey in the Jar ........................................166 White Cliffs of Dover...................................... 42 Wild Colonial Boy ....................................28, 167 Wild Rover..................................................168 Willafjord..................................................... 63 WILLOW TREE............................................. 50 Wiltshire Six Hand Reel.................................. 70 Wind That Shakes the Barley ........................... 66 Winster Gallop.................................... 53, 70, 77 Winster Processional...................................... 83 Wish Me Luck as you Wave Me Goodbye........... 42 With a Shillelagh Under My Arm........................ 16 Woodcutter's Jig............................................ 10 Worried Man Blues .......................................100 Yankee Doodle............................................ 98 Yarmouth Reel.............................................. 67 Yellow Rose Of Texas...................................100 You Are My Sunshine..................................... 17 You! You! You! ............................................106