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Sweet Maggie sweet Maggie where you bin so long Tell me sweet Maggie where you bin so long There hasn’t bin no lovin since you bin gone. Sweet Maggie sweet Maggie where’d you stay last night Sweet Maggie sweet Maggie where’d you stay last night You come home...

|: When I was a little baby, My mother rocked me in the cradle, In them old, cotton fields back home. :| Oh when them cotton balls got rotten, You couldn't pick very much cotton, In them old, cotton fields back home. |: It was down in Lou'siana, Just about a...

"Cotton-eyed Joe, Cotton-eyed Joe, What did make you sarve me so, Fur ter take my gal erway fum me, An' cyar her plum ter Tennessee? Ef it hadn't ben fur Cotton-eyed Joe, I'd er been married long ergo. "His eyes wuz crossed, an' his nose wuz flat, An' his tee...

Dans la forêt lointaine On entend le coucou Du haut de son grand chêne Il répond au hibou Coucou, coucou, coucou, hibou, coucou Coucou, coucou, coucou, hibou, coucou 

[Uwaga! Piosenka ma kilka różnych wersji, to jest jedna z możliwych]. Ally, bally, ally bally bee, Sittin' on yer mammy's knee Greetin' for anither bawbee, Tae buy mair Coulter's candy. 1. Johnnie Scott was awfu thin, His banes were stickin through his skin...

1. Come single belle and beau, Unto me pay attention Don't ever fall in love, Tis the devil's own invention For once I fell in love With a maiden so bewitchin' Miss Henrietta Bell down In Captain Kelly's kitchen. With me too-rah-loo-rah-lay, me too-rah-loo-ra...

O, hush thee, my baby, Thy sire was a knight, Thy mother a lady Both lovely and bright; The woods and the glens from The towers which we see, They are all belonging, Dear baby, to thee. O, fear not the bugle, Though loudly it blows, It calls but the warders T...

1. It being in spring And the small birds they were singing Down by a shady arbour I carelessly did stray Where the thrushes, they were warbling The violets, they were charming For to view two lovers talking A while I did delay. 2. She said, "My dear, Don't l...

Come all you good people wherever you be Pray draw near a while and listen to me A story I’ll tell you which happened of late Concerning brave Crawford’s most cruel defeat A bold hearted company, as we do hear Equipped themselves, being all volunteer Their nu...

Cripple Dick upon a stick, And Sandy on a sow, Riding away to Galloway To buy a pound o' woo'. 

"Croak!" said the toad, "I'm hungry, I think; Today I've had nothing To eat or to drink. I'll crawl to a garden And jump through the rails, And there I'll sup finely On slugs and on snails." "Ho, ho!" quoth the frog, "Is that what you mean? Then I'll hop away...

1. Come Irishmen both young and stern With adventure in your soul There are better ways to spend your days Than in working down a hole. 2. I was tall and true, all of 6 foot 2 But they broke me across the back By a name I'm known and it's not my own They call...

'Twas the month of December, the year fifty four, When the men of Eureka rebelled. And the swore the flag they had made for themselves, Ever proudly aloft would be held. The miners took arms in the stockade that day, The bold word passed from mouth to mouth. "...

Cross Patch, draw the latch, Sit by the fire and spin; Take a cup, and drink it up, Then call your neighbours in. 

Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight...

Let the farmer praise his grounds, Let the hunter praise his hounds, And the shepherd his sweet scented lawn; But I, more blest than they, Spend each happy night and day With my charmin' little cruiskeen lawn, lawn, lawn Oh, my charmin little cruiskeen lawn....

Cry, baby, cry, Put your finger in your eye; Then go and tell your mother It was not I. 

Nunca podré morirme, mi corazón no lo tengo aquí. Alguien me está esperando, me está aguardando que vuelva aquí. Cuando salí de Cuba, dejé mi vida dejé mi amor. Cuando salí de Cuba, dejé enterrado mi corazón. Late y sigue latiendo porque la tierra vida le da...

Cuddly koalas, Cuddly koalas. Possums, too, Possums, too. Wallabies and wombats, Wallabies and wombats. Kangaroos, Kangaroos. 

Cullodens Harvest Cold winds on the moors blow. Warm the enemy's fires glow. Like the harvest of Culloden, Pain and fear and death grow. 1. 'Twas love of our prince drove us to Drumossie, But in scarcely the time that it takes me to tell The flower of our cou...