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We Parted on the Shore SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer SOURCE'S SOURCE: Mark Gilston (English Music Hall Workshop, 1986 FSGW Getaway) COMMENTS: MG says it's a Harry Lauder song TEXT: CHORUS:...

WE PITY OUR BOSSES FIVE We pity our bosses five We pity our bosses five A thousand a week is all they get We pity our bosses five We pity the bosses son We pity the bosses son He rides around in a Cadillac We pity the...

We Rigged Our Ship (Cindy Kallet) We rigged our ship with lines of silver Way, hey, and we'll all come down And we set her sails in New England waters Way, hey, gonna bring her round We scraped her decks...

WE SET SAIL Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom And that's now we set sail. First we set sail for the Canaries With a cargo of 47 fairies, We are around the bunks With those 47 punks, Till all our teeth sprouted...

WE SHALL OVERCOME We shall overcome, we shall overcome We shall overcome someday Oh deep in my heart, I do believe That we shall overcome someday We'll walk hand in hand, we'll walk hand in hand We'll walk hand in...

WE THREE KINGS We three kings of orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star. cho: Oh, star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright...

WE THREE KINGS OF ORIENT ARE We three kings of Orient are Tried to smoke a rubber cigar. It was loaded, it exploded... We two kings of Orient are Tried to smoke a rubber cigar. It was loaded, it exploded... I, one...

WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas And a happy New Year. We want some figgy pudding (3x) And a cup of good cheer. We won't go...

WEAR A GREEN WILLOW Once I was invited to a nobleman's wedding By a false lover that proved so unkind It causes me now to wear a green willow It causes me now to bear a troubled mind Supper was over and everyone...

The Wearing of the Green "O Paddy dear, and did ye hear the news that's goin' round? The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground! No more Saint Patrick's Day we'll keep, his color can't be seen For there's a...

WEARY CUTTERS Whaur hae ye been, my canny hinny? Whaur hae ye been, my winsome man? I've been tae the nor'ard Cruisin' back and for'ard I've been tae the nor'ard Cruisin' sair and lang I've been tae the nor'ard...

WEAVE ROOM BLUES Working in a weave-room, fighting for my life Trying to make a living for my kiddies and my wife Some are needing clothing and some are needing shoes But I'm getting nothing for them but the weave-room...

WEAVER BIRD (Bob Coltman) Weave, weave, the weaver bird. Weave, weave and spin. Weave till my love comes home. Then stop and sing. Woman, old woman, wandering in the plain, Alexander found her, riding in the...

WEAVER'S LIFE Weaver's life is like an engine coming round a mountain steep We have our ups and downs a-plenty, and at night we cannot sleep Very often flag your fixer when his head is bending low You may think that he...

Weaving Lilt Wait today, love, till tomorrow, Horo ecican arin huo. * While l weave fine linen for thee, love, Linen for thee, fine linen for thee, love, While l weave fine linen for thee, love, Wait today, love, till...

Wedlock When Adam was created, He dwelt in Eden's shade, As Moses has related, Before a bride was made; Ten thousand times ten thousand Things wheel-ed all around, Before a bride was form-ed, Or yet a mate was found...

WEE COOPER OF FIFE There was a wee cooper who lived in fife Nickety, nockety, noo, noo, noo And he had gotten a gentle wife Hey Willie Wallacky, hey John Dougall Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo She wouldnae...

THE WEE LASS ON THE BRAE SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer SOURCE'S SOURCE: Merle Shlesinger (1986? FSGW Getaway) COMMENTS: MS learned it from Maggie Pearce, I think. I think MP knows another...

WEE WEE COT from the singing of Jean Redpath When I was just a wee wee tot They put me on my wee wee pot To see if I would wee or not Wee wee, wee wee When they saw that I would not Wee wee in my wee wee pot They...

WEE WILLIE WINKIE Wee Willie Winkie rins thro' the toun Upstairs and downstairs in is nicht goun. Tirlin' at the window, crying at the lock, "Are all the bairnies in their bed? It's past eight o' clock." Hey Willie...