| Off to Philadelphia # |
At a Band of Hope excursion |
| Off To The Shearing # |
The shearing time has come again, and men on bike and horse |
| Old Apple Tree. |
In the shade of the old apple tree, a beautiful made bent to pee |
| Old Bob Ridley # |
Oh! White folks, I will sing you a ditty, |
| Old Bullock Dray. |
Oh, the shearing is all over and the wool is coming down |
| Old Bullock Dray. |
Now the shearing is all over and the wool is coming down |
| Old Dad (f) |
Oh, my old daddy, he went for a swim |
| Old Glory. |
He had come to Neumerella in the drought of '98 |
| Old House On The Same Old Street. |
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| Old Ireland Free. |
They say we are going to freedom |
| Old Macquarie. |
Noah he built himself an ark |
| Old Melbourne Ditty |
Old Jimmy Brooks and his troopers so tall |
| Old Oak Tree Murder. |
Dark was the night, cold blew the blast and quietly fell the rain |
| Old Rustic Bridge By The Mill. |
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| Old Folks At Home |
way down bends the Yarra Ribber, not far away |
| Old Ship of Mine # |
So goodbye Old Ship of mine |
| Old Slow Go. |
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| Olden Duff # |
Once more we sit beside the silver cover |
| O'Loughlin. |
O'Loughlin is a citizen of credit and renown |
| One Big Industrial Union # |
The good old red book, boys, we'll sing |
| Only a Girl In Uniform # |
I'm only a girl in a uniform, A pitiful sight to see. |
| Only A Leaf. |
It's only a leaf |
| Only One More Drink. |
Only one more drink said the hardy bushman |
| 'Orror upon 'orror 'eadÊ |
A story I'll tell without any flam, in Sydney there lived a fast young man. |
| Ossie Eyre |
My name is Ossie Eyre I'm the leader of the band |
| Our Captain (f) |
We were all hearty seamen, no colds did we fear |
| Our Dirty Second Floor # |
there's a low-back public at the corner of the street |
| Our Jack's Come Home Today |
Our Jack's come out of quod to-day, to Pentridge he has been |
| Our Little Ships. |
Heave ho! A cheer for our ships. |
| Our New Bank. |
In Whitemark's fair city |
| Our Own Importance. |
Sometimes when you're feeling important |
| Out On The Downs. |
Picture a home on the Darling Downs |
| Outward Bound # |
We are outward bound for Nelson Town |
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