11 |
Lizae Baillie, Hob. XXXIa:83
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2:28 |
22 |
How long and dreary is the night, Hob. XXXIa:67
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2:14 |
33 |
Fy gar rub her o'er wi' strae, Hob. XXXIa:7
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1:12 |
44 |
The gard'ner wi' his paidle, Hob. XXXIa:45
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1:26 |
55 |
Shepherds, I have lost my love, Hob. XXXIa:93
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2:07 |
66 |
The birks of Abergeldie, Hob. XXXIa:58
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0:41 |
77 |
The maid's complaint, Hob. XXXIa:84
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2:25 |
88 |
The bonniest lass in a' the world, Hob. XXXIa:25
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1:49 |
99 |
I love my love in secret, Hob. XXXIa:3
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1:35 |
1010 |
Steer her up, and had her gawin, Hob. XXXIa:78
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1:13 |
1111 |
Jamie, come try me, Hob. XXXIa:79
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1:17 |
1212 |
My boy Tammy, Hob. XXXIa:18
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1:05 |
1313 |
The flowers of Edinburgh, Hob. XXXIa:90
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2:05 |
1414 |
Jenny was fair, Hob. XXXIa:99
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2:42 |
1515 |
Up in the morning early, Hob. XXXIa:28
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1:05 |
1616 |
I'm o'er young to marry yet, Hob. XXXIa:30
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0:53 |
1717 |
Hallow ev'n, Hob. XXXIa:63
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2:15 |
1818 |
Jockie and Sandy, Hob. XXXIa:91
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1:10 |
1919 |
The black eagle, Hob. XXXIa:66
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2:09 |
2020 |
John Anderson, Hob. XXXIa:2
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1:21 |
2121 |
Mount your baggage, Hob. XXXIa:42
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1:00 |
2222 |
Fy, let us a' to the bridal, Hob. XXXIa:20
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0:49 |
2323 |
O'er bogie, Hob. XXXIa:16
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2:24 |
2424 |
Blink o'er the burn, sweet Betty, Hob. XXXIa:68
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1:57 |
2525 |
The soger laddie, Hob. XXXIa:60
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1:21 |
2626 |
Barbara Allen, Hob. XXXIa:11
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3:10 |
2727 |
Dainty Davie, Hob. XXXIa:32
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0:50 |
2828 |
My mither's ay glowran o'er me, Hob. XXXIa:70
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1:06 |
2929 |
Woo'd and married and a', Hob. XXXIa:38
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1:55 |
3030 |
Wat ye wha I met yestreen?, Hob. XXXIa:69
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0:54 |
3131 |
Jockey was the blythest lad, Hob. XXXIa:64
|
1:27 |
3232 |
To daunton me, Hob. XXXIa:98
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1:58 |
3333 |
The mill, mill O!, Hob. XXXIa:92
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1:03 |