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Ball At Kerrimuir.
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I'll sing you the song of the ball of Kerrimuir
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Ballad of Ben Hall.
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Come all you young Australians, and everyone besides
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Ballad For The Gold Diggers
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Luck boys luck! A nugget o gold
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Ballad of the Kelly Gang.
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Oh, Paddy dear and did you hear, the news that's going round.
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Banks Of The Condamine.
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Oh Betsy, oh Betsy, oh that will never do
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Barcoo Shout
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With four tons of a load we take to the road
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Bastard From the Bush.
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There's a stranger in our midst
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Beehive Inn
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Beer (f)
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beer is all froth and bubble
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Beer Ditty.
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Left right, left right, we're still in the thick of the fight
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Beer Glorious Beer
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Beer glorious beer
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Beer Glorious Beer
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If you drinks spirits you'll never feel queer
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Beer Seducer
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Ben Bolt
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Oh, don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt
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Ben Bolt
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Oh, don't you remember sweet Fanny, Ben Bolt
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Ben Bolt In Melbourne
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Oh, don't you remember old Melbourne, Ben Bolt
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Bill Bailey
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Won't you go home Bill Bailey – strike song
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Bill Jinks
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Bill Jinks was a miner on Ballarat
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Bill Thompson's Fishing Adventure
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Bill Thompson had an awful fad for fishing in the creek
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Bill Weldon's Ditty (f)
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He told us of yarns of Beechworth
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Billo
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Give me old Auckland and give me a girl
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Billo #
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Them ragtime songs make me fair pippy
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Billy Barlow in The City
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As I walked along George Street this 'ere day
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Billy Barlow
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Now, ladies and gentlemen, how do you do?
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Billy Barlow parody
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The interest was due, sir, as I couldn't pay, you see, sir
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Billy Hughes
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Vote, vote, vote for Billy Mahoney, who's that knocking at the door
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Billy Hughes
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Oh Billy Hughes, Oh Billy Hughes
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Billy Hughes' Army
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Why don't you join, why don't you join, Billy Hughes' Army?
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Billy McMahon
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Now look here, Cobb & Co, and a lesson take from me
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Black Sheep
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There was a man who had three sons, both Jack and Tom were sly
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Blackball Line (f)
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In the Blackball Line I served my time
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Blackboy's Waltzing Matilda
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Old fella bagman camped by a billabong
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Blackthorne Stick
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I let them all see, as I laid in my garret
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Blacks
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God made little niggers
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Blood on the Coal
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You've learned how the miner – the black man, the slack man
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Bloody Big Wheel
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A man once told me before he died
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Bloody St Alban's
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This bloody place is no bloody good. Bloody bloody bloody
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Blow The Man
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Oh, blow the man down, bullies, and kick him around
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Blow The Man Down
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As I was walking down Paradise Street
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Blow The Man Down (f)
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Blow the man down, Johnny, and kick him around
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Blow The Man Down (f)
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She was rough in the counter and bluff in the bow
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Blow The Man Down/Radcliffe Highway
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Oh, as I was a walking down Radcliffe Highway
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Boarding House
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Hold the forks, the knives are coming
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Bogtrotter's Lament
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Tis the last row this Summer, we'll have now ochone!
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Bold Morgan
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Bold Morgan once in NSW, his stolen mare betrode-er
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Bondi is Becoming Very Popular #
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Of all the days I love but one
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Bonnie Barcoo
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Now I'll sing you a song in praise of that land
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Bonnie Maggie
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However much I love to see
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Bonny Bunch Of Roses.
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I'll not go down the stairs more or comb back my yellow hair
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Boorowa.
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Boorowa was Boorowa when Young was a pup
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Boot Black.
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On passing through a village street
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Botany Bay Ballad
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Away with all whimsical bubbles of air
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Bound For Charles Town. I
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was born in Boston city, boys, a place you all know well
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Bound For The Rio Grande.
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Oh, it's bound away for the Rio Grand, heave away for Rio
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On Bourke's Heat
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The only message from the dead
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Boys of the USA (f)
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Boys of the USA how glad we are to meet you
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Bread & Jam.
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All soldiers live on bread and jam, they like it better than eggs and ham
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Brewer's Glee
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Come all ye wealthy brewers, that make colonial ale
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Brisbane (Billo).
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Give me old Brisbane and give me a girl
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Buffalo Shooter's Song
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If you ever go up North among the buffaloes
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Buffalo Shooter's Song (f)
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Oh, the girls come down from Oenpelli Mission
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Bull Shit
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Bullocks
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Come all you bullock drivers, and listen to my rhyme
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Bullocky-O.
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I've drawn for Speckle's Mill, Bullocky-o
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Bump Me Into parliament
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I have been asked what would I do
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Bump Me Into parliament
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Come listen all kind friends to me
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Bung Your Eye
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As Jack was a roving down a fair London Street
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Burns And Squires Fight
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Tommy Burns will soon be in Australia
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Burra Burra Mine
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Listen ye sons of the land of corn and wine
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Bushman's Farewell To Queensland.
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Queensland thou art a land of pests
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Bushranger Jack Power
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On the eighth of May, in the year '69
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Bushranger's Note
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We are the boys that fear no danger
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