| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Sure won't you hear what roaring cheer (fl) |
3-4 |
6 |
| Shepherds call me little Sue, The (fl) |
4-5 |
3 |
| Ah! Delia, see the fatal hour (fl) |
5-7 |
7 |
| How bless'd has my time been, what joys have I known (fl) |
7-8 |
5 |
| Willy after courting long (fl) |
8 |
3 |
| One morning for my recreation (fl) |
9-10 |
7 |
| Well, here I am, and what of that (fl) |
11 |
3 |
| On the green banks of Shannon, when Shelah was nigh (fl) |
12-13 |
6 |
| Too soon my dearest Sophia, pray take this kind adieu (fl) |
13-14 |
4 |
| When thirst of gold enslaves the mind (fl) |
14-15 |
4 |
| Come all ye pretty maidens, some older some younger (fl) |
15-16 |
5 |
| My mam is no more, and my dad's in his grave (fl) |
16-17 |
3 |
| I'm Owen Murdock, indeed (fl) |
17-20 |
19 |
| Tho' I sweep to and fro, old iron I do find (fl) |
20-22 |
6 |
| Adieu, adieu, my only life (fl) |
22-23 |
3 |
| Cold blew the wind, no gleam of light (fl) |
23-24 |
4 |
| Dear Tom, this brown jug, that now foams with mild ale (fl) |
24-25 |
3 |
| Go patter to lubbers and swabs do ye see (fl) |
25-26 |
4 |
| Poor Jack, whose gay heart kept his spirits aloft (fl) |
26-28 |
4 |
| Sailor's life's a life of woe, A (fl) |
28-30 |
3 |
| 'Twas a beautiful night, and the stars they shone bright (fl) |
31 |
3 |
| My heart's soft emotion admits no disguise (fl) |
32 |
3 |
| How imperfect is expression (fl) |
33 |
6 |
| Beautious sterling late I saw, A [sic] (fl) |
34-35 |
8 |
| When pensive I thought of my love (fl) |
35 |
2 |
| Kiss that he gave when he left me behind, The (fl) |
35-36 |
3 |