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A married man

A poor sat soul sighing

Ade, ich muss jetzt scheiden

Alas, my love

Along came the F. F. F.

Anbetend deine Macht

As down the glen

As I was a walkin' one morning

As I walked down

As I walked out

As I went out

As the blackbird in the spring

Auf, des dunkelt


Baby please don't go

Believe me

Betrachtend deine Huld

Black-eyed Suise

Boys and girls

Bringt uns ein guts Glas Wein


Camptown ladies

 Can ypu bake a cherry pie

 Come all ye young sailormen

Come and go with me

Cryderville jail


Down the road here

Drink to me only


Early on a Sunday morning

Early one morning

Es mi caballo blanco

Easy rider

Everybody loves Saturday night


Frankie and Johnny

Froggie went a-courting


Gimme the old time religion


He's got the whole world

Ho, my comrades


I'll give to you

I'll tell you something

I am broke and hungry

I have an dear old daddy

I remember all my life

I went down south

I went to the animal fair

If ever I get

I'm gonna lay down

I'm on my way

In Amsterdam there lived a maid

In the prison cell

In the sky the bright stars glittered

It was in nineteen hundred

I've got bricks in my pillow

I've got no use for women

I've got your picture


Jerry Blues

John Brown

Just heard of Shorty Georg


Kum ba ya


Look ahead, look astern


Mary wore three links

Michael, row the boat ashore

Murtagh Murphy's barn

My wife an I

My bonnie lies over the ocean



Oh, blow the man down

Oh, give me a home

Oh, hand me down my walking cane

Oh, I'm in love

Oh, Mary don't you weep

Oh, my golden slippers

Oh, the voll weevil

Oh, they built the ship Titanic

Oh, what is that

On Springfield Mountain

On top of Old Smoky




Rise and shine

Round the Bay of Mexico


Seid frisch ihr lieben Gäste

She went upstairs

Si me quieres escribir


Take this hammer

Tam Pierce

Tis a gift

The coffee, that tey give us

The devil came up to the farmer

The gloomy night

There is a tavern

There was a rich merchant

There was a youth

Twas friday morn

Twas in the merry month

Twenty-five cents





Way down in Columbus

We are climbing

We shall overcome

Wer so ein faules Gretchen hat

When I first came to this land

When I was at home

When I was young

When Johnny comes marching home

Why come you hither

Will you wear red



You've got to walk