Winter comes around, And he knows he is homeward bound, His heartbeat is the only sound he's known, He once lost his way, He knows now that was yesterday
A lady was walking on a midsummer's day The birds they were whistling so merrily and gay When along came a white steed in the finest array And it carried
We are the Village Green Preservation Society God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry
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The Elfin Knight stands on yon hill He blows his horn both loud and shrill He stands so proud and he stands so still Blow winds blow my bonny o Blow
Willie sits in his stable door, and he's combing his coal black steed. He's doubting on fair Margaret's love, and his heart begins to bleed. "Give corn
Good people all with one accord, Lament for Mary Blaize, She never wanted one good word, From those who spoke her praise, The needy seldom passed her
I wonder what is keeping my true love this night I wonder what is keeping him out of my sight I wonder if he knows of the pain i endure And stays from
Billy's fair and Billy's rare And Billy's wondrous bonny And Billy promised to marry me If e'er he'd marry any And Billy promised to marry me If e'er
Here is a tale of the trees in a wood They were never that pleased on the land that they stood. So they upped and they walked as far as they could 'Til
Did you ever see the wild goose sailing on the ocean Ranzo my boys oh Ranzo Ray They're just like them pretty girls when they get the notion Ranzo my
I once was a sailor, a young man and brave Da da dum, da da dum dee My nights were once sleepless, My peace I would crave Carry me home to the sea Da
Oh dear me what do mine eyes see James Renald and my love sat under yon tree My heart it bleeds For she loves him indeed Sing hi lo lay at the end of
The good man he came home one night The good man, home came he There he spied an old saddle horse Where no horse should there be It's a cow, it's a cow
They say a girl like me should wed, And take a man to lay in my bed But I would like to stay young and free, And oh, I wish they would let me be Oh,
One day as I was walking all o'er yon fields of moss, I had no thoughts of enlisting till some soldiers did me cross, They kindly did invite me to a flowing
Young James he has gone to the sea, And he promised he'd come back for me, The people say, he ran away with another, But true to his word he will be.
Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me, Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea, Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand
