Ach du lieber Augustin, Augustin, Augustin.
Alas! my love, you do me wrong,
All the world is sad and dreary
Alouette, gentile Alouette, Alouette, Je te plumerai.
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound
Are you from Dixie? I said from Dixie!
Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping?
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo,
As I was walking down the street, Down the street, down the street,
As I was awalking one morning for pleasure,
As I was walking that ribbon of highway
As I was a going on down the road,
Ay, ay, ay ay! Canta y no llores,
Beautiful, Beautiful brown eyes,
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us,
Brightly the silver star Shines o'er the ocean,
Bring back, bring back,
Bring the good old bugle, boys! We'll sing another song;
Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight,
But it stopped short never to go again
But sweeter, dearer, yes dearer far than those
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Camptown ladies sing this song, Doodah, doodah,
Carry me back to old Virginny,
Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde,
Come all ye young fellows that follows the sea,
Come all you rounders, if you want to hear,
Come and sit by my side, if you love me,
Come mister tally man tally me bananas
Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer, do,
Darlin', you can't love one
Day Oh! Day Oh!
De la Siera Morena, Cielito lindo, vienen bajando;
Dicen que la cucaacha Es un animal pequeno
Did you ever hear tell of sweet Betsy from Pike,
Don't make no blunder, You couldn't lose him.
Down in the Valley, valley so low,
Down in the south where the sly old 'possum,
Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander,
Down yonder, someone beckons to me,
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
Ev'ry lassie has her laddie, none they say, have I;
Fare thee well, Fare thee well,
Fare thee well, for I must leave thee,
Fath'r and I went down to camp
Fly in the buttermilk, Shoo, fly, shoo.
For he's a jolly good fellow,
For the Wearing of the Green
Frankie and Johnny were lovers, Oh Lord, how those two could love.
From the rockybound Atlantic to the south Pacific shore,
From this valley they say you are going,
Get along home Cindy, Cindy. Get along home Cindy, Cindy.
Give me that oldtime religion, Give me that oldtime religion,
Goin' to run all night, Goin' to run all day.
Greensleeves was all my joy,
Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera. ...
HAdoubleRIGAN, spells Harrigan.
Ha, ha, ha! You and me,
Hand me down _ _ my walkin' cane, _ _ Hand me down _ _ my walkin' cane, _ _
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hello there stranger! how do you do?
He ought to have been an Admiral, a Sultan or a King,
He's got the whole world in His hands,
He's got the wind and the rain in His hands,
His Head fell back, his eyes grew dim, He had Sung his last refrain.
Home, home on the range,
Home, Hoome, home, sweet home,
Hoodle dang foldi dyedo, hoodle dang foldi day,
Hurrah! Hurrah! We bring the Jubilee!
I ain't gonna work on no railroad,
I come from Alabama with my Banjo on my knee.
If a body meet a body, comin' thro' the rye
I gave my love a cherry that had no stone,
I gave my love a cherry that has no stones,
I'll be down to get you in a taxi, Honey,
I'll go no more a roving with you, fair maid.
I'll twine 'mid the ringlets of my raven black hair,
I'm riding on that new river train
In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine;
In Amsterdam there lived a maid, mark you well what I Say,
In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty
In the good old summer time,
In the shade of the old apple tree,
Irene, goodnight. Irene, goodnight.
I sell the morning paper sir, My name is Jimmy Brown.
It ain't gonna rain no more no more
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I've been workin' on the railroad,
I've travelled this world all over,
I went across the river and I lay down to sleep
I went down to Shoefly's house, Shoefly wasn't home;
I wish I was an apple, a hanging on a tree
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care,
John Henry was a steel drivin' man,
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt!
Joshua fought the battle of Jericho
Just a Mile west of the water tank, one Cold November day,
Kumbayah, my Lord, kumbaya,
La cucaracha, la cucaracha, Ya no puede caminar
Last Saturday night I got married,
Life is like a mountain railway, With an engineer that's brave;
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley voo
Mammy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin',
Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah!
'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,
My latest sun is sinking fast, my race is nearly run.
My wife and I live all alone
My Wild Irish Rose, The sweetest flower that grows.
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen,
Now good ev'ning, good night! With roses bedight;
Now the moonshines tonight on pretty Red Wing, _
Now, You can talk about your kings of Gideon
O bury me not on the lone prairie.
Oh, a long time ago, way back in history,
Oh come angel band come and around me stand.
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Oh, I went down South for to see my Sal,
Oh, ma honey, oh, ma honey, Better hurry and let's meander
Oh! me name is McNamara, I'm the leader of the band,
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my golden slippers are stored away,
Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear
Oh! Susanna, Oh, don't you cry for me,
Oh! the drums go bang, and the cymbals clang, and the horns they blaze away;
Oh, the old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be,
Oh, them golden slippers!
Oh where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy,
Oh where, Oh where has my little dog gone;
Oh! you'll take the high road and I'll take the low road,
Oh! You Beautiful Do ll, you great big beautiful doll.
Once a jolly swagman camped beside a billabong,
Once I was happy, but now I'm forlorn,
One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fires were burning,
One legged Joe danced aroun' on his toe,
One morning I was awalking 'roun',
On top of Old Smoky, all covered with snow,
On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese,
O Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
O, sweet is the Vale where the Mohawk gently glides
Over in Killarney Many years ago,
Over the river, and through the wood,
O when the Saints go marching in,
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas.
Put on your Old Grey Bonnet with the blue ribbon on it,
Roll in my sweet baby's arms,
'Round her neck she wears a yeller ribbon;
Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main,
She'll be comin' round the mountain when she comes
She's the sweetest rose of color this feller ever knew;
Shoefly, don't bother me, Shoefly, don't bother me,
Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day,
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou,
Take me out to the ball game,
The Campbells are comin', Oho!, Oho!
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
Then I wish I was in Dixie,
There are loved ones in the glory
There is a tavern in the town,in the town,
There'll be a hot time in the old town tonight.
There once was an Indian maid, _
There's an old hollow tree just a little way from me
There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor,
There's a yellow rose in Texas that I am goin' to see;
The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
They call it that good old mountain dew mountain dew
This land is your land, this land is my land
This nine pound hammer, is a little too heavy,
This old man, he played one ,
This train is bound for glory, this train!
To welcome old Rosin the Bow, me lad,
Turkey in the straw, haw, haw, haw,
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
Two little chillun lyin in bed,
Upon the Lomonds I lay, I lay,
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,
Watch them shufflin' a long, See them shufflin' a long,
Way down in Carolina where the sweet potatoes grow
Way down upon the Swanee River,
Way down on the levee, in old Alabamy,
Weep no more, my lady,
We had a cat down on our farm
When Irish eyes are smiling,
When I was young I used to wait
When Johnny comes marching home again, Hurrah! Hurrah!
When the blackbird in the spring, on the willow tree,
When you hear thema bells go ding ling ling,
Where'd you come from, where'd you go?
Whoopeetiyiyo, git along little dogies,
Willie, oh, Willie, I love you,
Will the circle be unbroken
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?
Won't you play a simple melody,
Yankee Doodle, keep it up!
Yo soy un hombre sincero ...
You get a line and I'll get a pole, honey,
You left her by the roadside
You ought to see Deacon Jones, when he rattles the bones,
You're a grand old flag
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