A tone-deaf young minstrel was knockin' her door. Hurray boys, hurray...
blossoms a rose . All things uncomely. All things are broken. All thi...
Ould Johnny Rag was a roving ragman. Rambling over the countryside. G...
She and I. Didn't try. Tied, apart. An end without a start. A fire sm...
St Patrick was a gentleman. He came from decent people. He built his...
I danced in the morning when the world was begun. I danced in the moo...
There were three ol' gypsies, came to our hall door. They came brave...
I am a young man from the town of Kiandra. I married a young woman to...
When I think of the things that I do for my fellow men. I must admit...
Parc'que des potes ne r'viendront plus jamais. Du font d'la flotte su...
She was used, she was abused, she never knew she was a victim. A drun...
In South Australia I was born. Heave away! Haul away!. In South Austr...
He was a little guy and he was a little shy. And he fiddled 'till his...
Of all the money e'er I had. I spent it in good company. And all the...
Hiding behind that smile again. This shade of sadness over you will c...