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xxxix The Roast Beef of Old England
xl Let us take the Road
xli Come, sweet Lass
xlii There was a jolly Miller
xliii Black-eyed Susan
xi.iv Sally in our Alley
xlv Here's a Health to the Queen
xlvi Begone, dull Care
xlvii Ned that died at Sea
xlviii Cease your Funning
xlix The Vicar of Bray
l To you who live at Home at Ease
LI A Hunting we will go
lii O London is a fine Town
Lin How stands the Glass around
liv Rule Britannia
lv The Lincolnshire Poacher
lvi Come you not from Newcastle
lvii The Girl I left behind me
LVIII H eart of Oak
i.ix With Jockey to the Fair
i.x Fair Hebe I left
lxi Youth's the Season made for Joys
lxii As down in the Meadows
lxiii My Lodging it is on the cold Ground
-Xiv The Winter it is past
i.xv Early one Morning
lxvi The Blue Bell of Scotland
lxvii O weel may the Keel row
i.xviii At a Maypole down in Kent
lxix When the bright God of Day
lxx Pray Goody
lxxi 'Twas down in Cupid's Garden
lxxii Willy, prythee go to Bed
lxxiii I am in Truth a Country Youth
lxxiv Golden Slumbers kiss your Eyes
lxxv The Lass that loves a Sailor
lxxvi Fair Rosalind
lxxvii The Heaving of the Lead
lxxviii Care, thou Canker of our Joys
' lxxix Then farewell my trim-built Wherry
lxxx Oh ! dear! what can the matter be
lxxxi Poor Tom Bowling
lxxxii Go from my Window
lxxxiii Pity kind Gentlemen
lxxxiv Thou canst not hit it
lxxxv Wapping Old Stairs
lxxxvi Yeo, yeo, yeo, yeo, yeo, Sir
i.xxxvii O slumber my Darling
lxxxviii The Bay of Biscay
lxxxix My Man Thomas
xc The De'il's awa with the Exciseman
xci Gather ye Rosebuds
xch The Storm |
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