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| | | | 1. | I belong to Glasgow | I belong to Glasgow Dear old Glagow town, There s something the matter with Glasgow, Cos it s going round and round. I m only a common old working man, As anyone here can see. But when I ve… 0.3 KB | | 2. | I bob un sydd fyddlon | I bob un sydd fyddlon Dan ei faner Ef, Mae gan Iesu goron, Fry yn Nheyrnas Nef. Lluoedd Duw a Satan, Sydd yn cwrdd yn awr. Mae gan blant eu cyfran, Yn r rhyfel mawr. I bob un sudd fyddlon, Dan… 1.0 KB | | 3. | I don't want to be a soldier | Oh, I don t want to be a soldier, I don t want to join the fightin class, I just want to go, Down to old Soho, Pinchin all the girlies in the shoulder blades. Oh, I don t want to see the… 1.9 KB | | 4. | I met a whore in the park one day | (ed: sung to the tune When Jonny Comes Marching Home) I met a whore in the park one day, Yo ho, yo ho, I met a whore in the park one day, Yo ho, yo ho, I met a whore in the park one day, She… 2.2 KB | | 5. | I'll be seeing you | I ll be seeing you, In all the old familiar places, That my heart and mind embraces All day through In that samll cafe, The park across the way, The childrens carousel, The chestnut trees, The… 0.5 KB | | 6. | I'll be your sweetheart | I ll be your sweetheart, If you will be mine. All my life, I ll be your Valentine. Bluebells I ve gathered, Keep them and be true, When I m a man, my plan, Will be to marry you! | | 7. | I'm my own grandpa. | (ed: sung to song of same name) *Chorus* I m my own grandpa, I m my own grandpa, It sounds funny I know, But it s really so, I m my own grandpa. Many, Many years ago, When I was twenty… 1.6 KB | | 8. | If I were the marrying Kind | (ed: this version is perhaps best sung by females? Of course... you *could substitute *girl* for *man*? Anyway - the original version I learned had daughter to rhyme with not sir so the last… 2.7 KB | | 9. | In the shade of the old apple tree | In the shade of the old apple tree. Where the love in your eyes I could see, When the voice that I heard, Like the song of the bird, Seemed to whisper sweet music to me. I could hear the dull… 0.4 KB | | 10. | It's a long way to tipperary | It s a long way to Tipperary It s a long way to go. It s a long way to Tipperary And the sweetest girl I know Goodbye, Piccadilly, farewell Leicester Square. It s a long, long way to… 0.3 KB | |
