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The harvest time has gone, gentle Annie
And the wild oats are scattered around the fields
You'll be anxious to know, gentle Annie
What your little crop of oats is going to yield
Your mutton is very sweet, gentle Annie
And I'm sure it will be packed in New South Wales
But you'd better put a fence around the cabbage
Or it'll all be eaten up by the snails
I'll say farewell, gentle Annie
For you know with you I can no longer stay
So I'll bid you farewell, Gentle Annie
Till we meet again another harvest day
If you take my advice, gentle Annie
You'd better watch your chappy on his way
With his knapsack slung over his shoulder
He stole some knives and forks the other day
The bullocks they are yoked, gentle Annie
And you know with you I can stay here no more
So I'll bid you adieu, gentle Annie
You're the little dark-eyed girl I adore
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Hungry Child
02:49
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However could I tell another
Of the time together we've spent
I thought our love would last forever
Now I find it's only lent
So go and leave me if you want to
Never let me cross your mind
If you think I'm so unworthy
Go and leave me I don't mind
Many's the night love as you lay sleeping
Dreaming in your sweet repose
While I poor girl lie a-weeping
Listening to the wind that blows
Here's the ring love that once you gave me
When our hearts were sure entwined
Give it to the black-haired lady
She'll never know it once was mine
Now you've gone and loved another
One who has more gold in store
While I a young girl lie a-weeping
Left alone because I am poor
Farewell to friends and kind relations
And to you my first young man
'Tis you have brought me grief and sorrow
Never will I love again
Once I loved with fond affection
One whose thoughts were dear to me
Then there came the dreary parting
Never more he'll speak to me
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Hector The Hero
04:18
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White Cockade
03:02
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It's true my love has enlisted and he wears a white cockade
He is a handsome young man likewise a roving blade
He is a handsome young man just right to serve the king
Oh my very heart is breaking all for the loss of him
As I walked out one morning as I wandered over the moss
I had no thoughts of enlisting till a soldier did me cross
He kindly did invite me to take the flowing bowl
He advanced me some money, two guineas and a crown
My love is tall and handsome and comely for to see
But by some sad misfortune a soldier now is he
May the man that first enlisted him not prosper night nor day
How I wish that he would perish all in the foaming spray
And may he never prosper and may he never thrive
On that he puts his hands to as long as he's alive
May the very ground he treads upon the grass refuse to grow
Since he's been the only cause of my sorrow grief and woe
He's then pulled out a handkerchief to wipe a flowing eye
Wipe up wipe up them mournful tears likewise them mournful sighs
And be you of good courage till I return again
When you and I love will be married when I return again
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Buchansko
03:13
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Boys of Barr Na Sraide
04:23
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Jig from Pays d'Oc
01:53
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I Courted A Wee Girl
03:30
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I courted a wee girl for many's the day
I slighted all others that came in my way
And it's well she's rewarded me to the last day
She's gone to be wed to another
The bride and her party to the church they did go
The bride she walked foremost she put the best show
And I followed after my heart full of woe
To see my love wed another
The bride and her party at the church they did stand
Gold rings on their fingers and a love in their hands
The man she has wed has houses and land
He may have since I couldn't gain her
The next time I saw her she was seated down neat
I sat down beside her not a bite could I eat
For I found my love's company far better than meat
Since love was the cause of my misfortune
The last time I saw her she was all dressed in white
The more I gazed on her she dazzled my sight
I lifted my hat and I bade her goodnight
Here's adieu to all false-hearted lovers
So dig me a grave and dig it down deep
And strew it all over with primroses neat
And lay me down easy no more to weep
Since love was the cause of my ruin
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Seven Nights Drunk
03:37
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I courted a wee girl for many's the day
I slighted all others that came in my way
And it's well she's rewarded me to the last day
She's gone to be wed to another
The bride and her party to the church they did go
The bride she walked foremost she put the best show
And I followed after my heart full of woe
To see my love wed another
The bride and her party at the church they did stand
Gold rings on their fingers and a love in their hands
The man she has wed has houses and land
He may have since I couldn't gain her
The next time I saw her she was seated down neat
I sat down beside her not a bite could I eat
For I found my love's company far better than meat
Since love was the cause of my misfortune
The last time I saw her she was all dressed in white
The more I gazed on her she dazzled my sight
I lifted my hat and I bade her goodnight
Here's adieu to all false-hearted lovers
So dig me a grave and dig it down deep
And strew it all over with primroses neat
And lay me down easy no more to weep
Since love was the cause of my ruin
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Jamie O'Brien Tucson, Arizona
Jamie O'Brien comes from a London-Irish family. Before arriving in Tucson, Arizona, he lived in Pennsylvania for many years. And before that, Germany was home. He's been singing and playing all through his life, enjoying many different styles as a solo performer and with various bands. Along with performing his original songs, he also enjoys playing Celtic and Hawaiian music. ... more
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