Index of first lines<br>
Index of First Lines<br>
Recordings are available in wav and mp3<br>
format, with a few in wma<br>
A dragon has come to our village today -- cantaria/lyrics/dovirgin.htm">Do<br>
Virgins Taste Better<br>
A German clockwinder to Dublin once came -- href="clockwinder.htm">German<br>
Clockwinder<br>
A gypsy rover came over the hill -- href="gypsrov.htm">Gypsy Rover<br>
A long time ago, in a land most far away -- blackbard/jester.htm">The Jester<br>
A man (I) walked into the chandler's shop some candles for to<br>
buy, -- The Chandler's Wife<br>
Alone by the fire, a warrior I knew Told me this tale, and I<br>
pray it is true. -- A Valkyrie Song<br>
A lusty young smith at his vice stood a-filing -- href="lustysm.htm">Lusty<br>
Young Smith<br>
All around my hat, I will wear the green willow -- href="allaround.htm">All<br>
around my hat<br>
An old man came courting me -- Maids<br>
When You're Young<br>
And who are you, me pretty fair maid And who are you, me<br>
honey? -- As I Roved Out<br>
As I cam' in by Fiddichside, on a May morning<br>
-- The Burning of Auchindoun<br>
As I was going over Gilgarry Mountain --<br>
href="whiskey_in_the_jar.htm">Whiskey in the Jar<br>
As I was going to the Faire of Dingle -- href="redhair.htm">Red Haired Mary<br>
As I was sitting by the fire, Thinkin' 'bout ol' Reilly's<br>
daughter -- Reilly's Daughter<br>
At Mill o' Tyfty lived a man -- href="andrewla.htm">Andrew Lammie or The<br>
Trumpeter of Fyvie<br>
By the waters, the waters, the waters of<br>
Babylon -- Babylon (round)<br>
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes -- href="lochlomond.htm">Loch<br>
Lomond<br>
Come and listen, I'll tell you what happened to me --<br>
href="johnnyjump.htm">Johnny Jump Up<br>
Come gather all ye fellows And lift a cup to memory --<br>
href="hanging.htm">They're Hanging Him For Paying His Taxes<br>
Come over the hills, my bonny Irish lass -- href="redistherose.htm">Red is<br>
the Rose<br>
Dark and rainy is the night -- href="sleepin_maggie.htm">Are Ye Sleepin<br>
Maggie<br>
Don't mind the wind nor the rolling sea -- href="greyfunnel.htm">Grey Funnel<br>
Line<br>
The Dutchman's not the kind of man Who keeps his thumb jammed<br>
in the dam -- The Dutchman<br>
Fare thee well my lovely Dinah, A thousand times adieu --<br>
href="holy_ground.htm">Holy Ground<br>
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies --<br>
href="spanish_ladies.htm">Spanish Ladies<br>
Farewell to your bricks and mortar -- href="botany_bay.htm">Botany Bay<br>
For centuries down through the ages, I knew I'd find one of my<br>
kind -- I'll Fear Nothing With You At My Side<br>
Four and twenty virgins -- The<br>
Ball of Balinour<br>
Gather ye pipers and long chanters blow -- href="pipers.htm">Gather Ye<br>
Pipers<br>
Gentlemen it is my duty to inform you of one beauty --<br>
href="qargyle.htm">The Queen of Argyll<br>
Have ye heard the story from the land of Calontir? --<br>
href="seenarmy.htm">Have You Seen the Army?<br>
He gets up every morning and he goes to work each day --<br>
blackbard/dreamwarrior.htm">Dream Warrior<br>
Hey, ho, nobody's home -- Peace Round<br>
Hynd Horn's bound, love, and Hynd Horn's free --<br>
href="pending/hindhorn.htm">Hind Horn<br>
I have often heard it said from my father and my mother<br>
--<br>
Maid in a Garret<br>
If I were King of Ireland's Isle and had<br>
all things at my will --<br>
The Flower of Sweet Strabane<br>
In days gone by, when the world was much younger --<br>
href="pending/circles.htm">Circles<br>
In South Australia I was born, Heave away! Haul away! --<br>
href="south_australia.htm">South Australia<br>
I care not for these ladies That must be woo'd and pray'd --<br>
href="amaryllis.htm">I Care Not For These Ladies<br>
I was born in battle's fire Laid beside my mother's corpse --<br>
href="loki.htm">Loki's Song<br>
I was born of Geordy parents one day when I was young --<br>
href="itches.htm">Itches In Me Britches<br>
I was brought up in Yorkshire and when I was sixteen --<br>
href="drummer_girl.htm">Drummer Girl<br>
I wish I were on yonder hill 'Tis there I'd sit and I'd<br>
cry my fill -- Shule Aroon<br>
If the beggin' be as good a trade -- To the Beggin' I Will Go<br>
In a mean abode on the Skankill Road -- href="william_bloat.htm">The Ballad<br>
of William Bloat<br>
In Amsterdam there lived a maid -- href="amstmaid.htm">Amsterdam Maid<br>
In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty -- href="molly.htm">Molly<br>
Malone<br>
In early May, when skies are gay -- href="cefut.htm">Ce fut en Mai<br>
In Orenmore in the County Galway -- href="galway_shawl.htm">The Galway Shawl<br>
In Scotland there was a babie born -- href="pending/hindhorn.htm">Hind Horn<br>
In the beginning, Diana the Listmaker decided to hold a party<br>
-- Thirty Years<br>
It fell about the Lammas tide, when moor-men<br>
win their hay -- The Battle of<br>
Otterburn<br>
lt's of a flash packet, a packet of fame -- href="dreadnaught.htm">The<br>
Dreadnaught<br>
I've been a wild rover for many a year -- href="wildrovr.htm">Wild Rover<br>
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme --<br>
href="health2comp.htm">A Health to the Company<br>
Kytt hath lost her key -- Kytt<br>
Hath Lost Her Key<br>
Let grasses grow and waters flow -- href="mountain_dew.htm">Mountain Dew<br>
Let the farmer praise his ground -- href="cruiscin-lan.htm">Krushkin Lan<br>
Let your quacks and newspapers be cuttin their capers --<br>
href="humours.htm">The Humours of Whiskey<br>
Look at the coffin, with silver handles -- href="isnt_it_grand.htm">Isn't It<br>
Grand Boys<br>
Methinks I see a host of craft Spreading their sails alee --<br>
href="three_score_and_ten.htm">Three Score and Ten<br>
The minstrel boy to the war is gone -- href="minstrelboy.htm">The Minstrel<br>
Boy<br>
"Mrs. McGraw," the captain said, -- href="mrs-mcgrath.htm">Mrs. McGraw<br>
(McGrath)<br>
My Harry was a gallant gay --<br>
Highland Harry<br>
My old man's a fighter. What do you think about that? --<br>
href="myoldman.htm">My Old Man<br>
My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind --<br>
href="movedthrufair.htm">She Moved Through the Fair<br>
Now here's jolly good luck to the quarter gill -- href="barleymow.htm">Good<br>
Luck to the Barley Mow<br>
Now, the Baron of East March's fair sorcerous daughter --<br>
href="karelea.htm">Karelea's Song<br>
O whare are ye gaun? -- False<br>
Knight Upon the Road<br>
Of all the money ere I had, I spent it in good company --<br>
href="parting_glass.htm">The Parting Glass<br>
Oh, a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm --<br>
href="chariot.htm">Nelson's Blood<br>
Oh a Scotsman tried and true left the bar one evening fair --<br>
href="scot.htm">The Scotsman<br>
Oh, I've searched for you my lady, For one hundred thousand<br>
years -- For Elizabeth<br>
Oh Johnny be fair and Johnny be fine -- href="johnny_be_fair.htm">Johnny Be<br>
Fair<br>
Oh, the summertime is comin' -- href="wildmt.htm">Wild Mountain Thyme<br>
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell; Tell me why you hurry so --<br>
href="risingmoon.htm">Rising of the Moon<br>
Oh there once was a woman and she lived on her own<br>
-- Stitch in<br>
Time<br>
Once came a warrior, fresh from the bar -- href="bored.htm">Bored on the<br>
List Field<br>
Passetyme with good companye -- href="pasttime.htm">Pasttime With Good<br>
Company or The<br>
Kynges Ballade<br>
Pay Me, you Owe me, Pay me my money down -- href="pay-me.htm">Pay Me My<br>
Money Down<br>
The Queen of all Elfhame, came to me -- blackbard/elfhame.htm">The Queen of<br>
All Elfhame<br>
The rose by the door, I've seen it<br>
before -- Rose by<br>
the Door<br>
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Will I ever see<br>
thee red? -- Peace Round<br>
Should auld acquaintance be forgot -- href="auldlang.htm">Auld Lang Syne<br>
Some friends and I in a public house Was playin' dominoes one<br>
night -- Old Dun Cow<br>
Susanna Martin was a witch who dwelt in Amesbury --<br>
href="susannamartin.htm">Susanna Martin<br>
The Diamond is a ship, my lads, for the Davis Strait she's<br>
bound -- Bonny Ship the Diamond<br>
The fifteenth day of July With glist'ning spear and shield --<br>
href="willoughby.htm">Lord Willoughby<br>
The harvest is in and the fire on the hearth -- href="thanks.htm">A Song of<br>
Thanksgiving<br>
There lived a lady in Scotland --<br>
Bonnie Susie Cleland<br>
There was a young sailor Who looked through the glass --<br>
href="a_clean_song.htm">A Clean Song<br>
There was an old woman lived under the hill --<br>
href="trooper_and_the_maid.htm">The Tooper and the Maid<br>
There's a corner in the meadow where the lads and lasses meet<br>
-- Cuckoo's Nest<br>
There's a nice wee lass and her name's Mary Mac -- href="marymac.htm">Mary<br>
Mac<br>
There's lilt in this song I sing, there's laughter and love --<br>
Ar Fa La La Low<br>
Three Jolly coachmen sat in an English tavern -- href="3jolly.htm">Three<br>
Jolly Coachmen<br>
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street -- href="finnegans_wake.htm">Finnegan's<br>
Wake<br>
Twas Friday morn when we set sail -- The Mermaid<br>
To oar, to oar, the helmsman did cry -- href="helmsman.htm">The Helmsman<br>
What a goodly thing, if the children of<br>
the world -- Peace Round<br>
Well, I was out strolling one evening -- href="blackv.htm">Black Velvet Band<br>
Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog --<br>
href="all_for_me_grog.htm">All For Me Grog<br>
Westering home with a song in the air -- href="westering_home.htm">Westering<br>
Home<br>
We've tried it once or twice And found it rather nice --<br>
href="roll_me_over.htm">Roll Me Over<br>
When I was a little lad and so me mother told me --<br>
href="haul_away_joe.htm">Haul Away Joe<br>
When I was a young lad I used to like girls -- href="moose.htm">The Moose<br>
Song<br>
When two lovers meet down beside the green bower -- href="banks-lee.htm">The<br>
Banks of the Lee<br>
Where go the maids on summer's day When the Falcon bears their<br>
men away -- Where Go The Maids?<br>
Wop Jamboree, wop jamboree Oh a long-tailed sailor man comin'<br>
up behind -- Wop Jamboree<br>
Would there were someone To bring me cool water --<br>
href="rearguard.htm">Rearguard's Lament<br>
Ye Jacobites by name, lend an ear, lend an ear! -- href="jacobites.htm">Ye<br>
Jacobites<br>
You may talk about your Lancers, or your<br>
Irish Fusiliers -- Gallant Forty-Twa<br>
You may talk and sing and boast about your Pennsic Wars and<br>
Floods -- Estrella VIII<br>
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