There's a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune, And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon, And the Managing Director
AIR CORPS LAMENT Mine eyes have seen the days of men who ruled the fighting sky With hearts that laughed at death and lived for nothing but to fly But
Advice to the Lovelorn (John Fryer) I'm Blue-eyes of Scunthorpe, I need some advice, For I've been a bad girl (why was it so
ABSALOM (ROUND) Oh, Absalom, Oh Absalom, my son, my son, Oh, Absalom. Oh Absalom, my son, my son. Oh Absalom, my son, my son. Would God I had died,
A NATION ONCE AGAIN When boyhood's fire was in my blood I read of ancient freemen, For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, Three hundred men and three
ADAM GORMAN 'Twas 'round about the Martin-mass, When north winds froze the lake, Said Adam Gorman to his men, "We must some castle take!" "And what brave
ANDREW MARTEEN In bon-ey Scotland three brothers did dwell, Three brothers did dwell, the three And all did cast lots to see which of them Would go robbing
A Fenian Song The Queen's Own Regiment was their name; From fair Toronto town they came To put the Irish all to shame - The Queen's and Colonel Boker
ALLISON GROSS Oh, Allison Gross, that lives in yon tower The ugliest witch in the north country Has trysted me one day up in her bower And many fair speech
ALMA MATER (CORNELL) FAR ABOVE CAYUGA'S WATERS Far above Cayuga's waters With it's waves of blue Stands our noble alma mater Glorious to view Lift
ADAM CATCHED EVE (round) (1)Adam catched Eve by the furbelow, Adam catched Eve by the furbelow (2)And that's the oldest catch I know, And that's the oldest
ALOUETTE Alouette, gentile Alouette, Alouette, je te plumerai. Je te plumerai la tete, Je te plumerai la tete, Et la tete, et la tete, OH! Alouette, gentile
ANN O' HETHERSGILL The fairest maids o' Britain's Isle 'Mang Cumbria's mountains dwells Sweet budding flowers unseen They bloom by moorland, glen, or
AFTER THE STRIKE (Joseph A. Hemer) Air-"After the Ball" Once a pretty maiden climbed an old man's knee Asked for a story-"Papa tell me, Why are
?Porque buscais entre los muertos al que vive? ?Resucito! ?Se levanto! ?El vive! No busqueis mas No lloreis mas... ?El vive! A Satan derroto A la muerte
APPLE COMPUTER (Stan Kelly-Bootes) I gave my love an Apple that had no core I gave my love a building that had no floor I wrote my love a program that
shoot me and I'll drink you into the shade I'll shrink you finally we're done and stare up into the Sky, flat on our backs we lie in quicksand slowly
APPLE PICKER'S REEL (Larry Hanks) Hey, ho, makes you feel so fine Looking out across the orchard in the bright sunshine. Hey, ho, you feel so free Standing
