The Black Velvet Band
Well, in a neat little town they call Belfast Apprenticed to trade I was bound Many…
The Blacksmith
A blacksmith courted me, nine months and better He fairly won my heart, wrote me a…
Blantyre Explosion
By Clyde’s bonnie banks as I sadly did wander among the pit heaps as evening grew…
Blood Red Roses
Our boots and clothes are all in pawn Go down, you blood red roses, Go down…
The Bloody Sarks
The young McGregor o Glen Strae wi eighty o his men Upon the Argyll sleekit word…
Blow Ye Winds
Blow ye winds, hi ho Aroving I will go I’ll stay no more ’round England’s shore…
The Bold Fenian Men
See who comes over the red blossomed heather Their green banners kissing the pure mountain air…
