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79 songs
- Shield: The Bush aboon Traquair. Hear me, ye nymphs, and ev'ry swain
- Barthélémon: Lochaber. Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell my Jean
- Shield: Peggy, I must love thee. As from a rock past all relief
- Carter: For Lack of Gold. For lack of gold she's left me, oh!
- Shield: Lady Ann Bothwell's Lament. Balow, my babe, lie still and sleep
- Shield: I'll never leave thee. One day I heard Mary say
- Shield: Gilderoy. Ah! Chloris, could I now but sit
- Shield: Tweed Side. What beauties does Flora disclose!
- Barthélémon: The Broom of Cowdenknows. How blyth ilk morn was I to see
- Barthélémon: Auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot [N.B. this is not the familiar tune]
- Barthélémon: The Boatman. Ye gales that gently wave the sea
- Barthélémon: Johny Fa'. The gypsies came to our lord's gate
- Barthélémon: The Banks of Forth. Awake, my love, with genial ray
- Barthélémon: I wish my love were in a mire. Blest as th'immortal gods is he
- Arnold: Gil Morice. Gil Morice was an earlès son
- Barthélémon: Logan Water. For ever, fortune, wilt thou prove
- Barthélémon: Galashiells. Ah! the poor shepherd's mournful fate
- Carter: The Lass of Patie's Mill
- Arnold: Auld Rob Morris. There's Auld Rob Morris that wins in yon glen
- Barthélémon: The Braes of Yarrow. Busk ye, busk ye, my bonny bonny bride
- Arnold: Oh! open the door, Lord Gregory
- Shield: Down the Burn Davie. When trees did bud, and fields were green
- Barthélémon: Bonny Dundee. O whar did ye get that hauver-meal bannock?
- Barthélémon: Nancy's to the green wood gane
- Barthélémon: Twine weel the plaiden. Oh! I hae lost my silken snood
- Barthélémon: Here awa', Willie. Here awa', there awa', here awa', Willie
- Arnold: Tak' your auld cloak about ye. In winter when the rain rain'd cauld
- Arnold: My Apron Dearie. My sheep I've forsaken and left my sheep hook
- Barthélémon: Bonny Jean. Love's goddess in a myrtle grove
- Arnold: Pinkie House. By Pinkie House oft let me walk
- Barthélémon: Tarry Woo'. Tarry woo' is ill to spin
- Shield: Roslin Castle. 'Twas in that season of the year
- Arnold: An' thou were my ain thing
- Arnold: She rose and let me in. The night her silent sable wore
- Barthélémon: Bonny Bessy. Bessy's beauties shine sae bright
- Barthélémon: Allan Water. What numbers shall the muse repeat?
- Barthélémon: There's my Thumb. My sweetest May, let love incline thee
- Shield: Through the Wood, Laddie. O Sandy, why leaves thou thy Nelly to mourn?
- Carter: The Siller Crown. And ye sall walk in silk attire
- Carter: The Gaberlunzie Man. The pawky auld carle came o'er the lee
- Shield: Braes of Ballenden. Beneath a green shade, a lovely young swain
- Carter: Johnny's Gray Breeks. When I was in my se'enteenth year
- Barthélémon: Woe's my Heart. With broken words and down-cast eyes
- Carter: McPherson's Farewel. Farewel, ye dungeons dark and strong
- Carter: Polwart on the Green. At Polwart on the green, if you'll meet me in the morn
- Barthélémon: The Birks of Invermay. The smiling morn, the breathing Spring
- Barthélémon: Mary Scott. Happy's the love that meets return
- Barthélémon: The Blathrie o't. When I think on this warld's pelf
- Barthélémon: Cromlet's Lilt. Since all thy vows, false maid
- Barthélémon: John Hay's Bonny Lassie. By smooth-winding Tay a swain was reclining
- Carter: Hap me with thy petticoat. O Bell, thy looks have pierc'd my heart
- Arnold: Kath'rine Ogie. As walking forth to view the plain
- Barthélémon: Lewie Gordon. Oh! send Lewie Gordon hame
- Barthélémon: Alloa House. The spring time returns and clothes the green plains
- Barthélémon: The last time I came o'er the moor
- Carter: The Flowers of the Forest. I've heard a lilting at the ewes' milking
- Carter: Love is the cause of my mourning. By a murmuring stream a fair shepherdess lay
- Carter: Sae merry as we hae been. A lass that was laden with care
- Barthélémon: When absent from the nymph I love
- Carter: O Waly, Waly. O waly, waly up the bank
- Carter: The Ewe Bughts. Will you go to the ewe bughts, Marian
- Carter: Ay waking oh! waking ay and wearie
- Shield: De'il tak' the Wars. Fy on the wars that hurried Willy from me
- Carter: Auld Robin Gray. When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame
- Carter: Low Down in the Broom. My daddy is a canker'd carle
- Barthélémon: Fair Helen. I wish I were where Helen lies
- Carter: The Yellow-Hair'd Laddie. In April, when primroses paint the sweet plain
- Carter: My Deary, if you die. Love never more shall give me pain
- Arnold: Bess the Gawkie. Blyth young Bess to Jean did say
- Barthélémon: Leander on the Bay
- Carter: Dumbarton's Drums. Dumbarton's drums beat bonny—O
- Carter: The Collier's Bonny Lassie. The collier has a daughter
- Carter: Corn Riggs. My Patie is a lover gay
- Carter: O Laddie I maun lo'e thee
- Carter: The Bonnie Earl of Murray. Ye hielands and ye lawlands
- Carter: Etrick Banks. On Etrick Banks, in a summer's night
- Barthélémon: The Highland Laddie. The lawland lads think they are fine
- Shield: O dear Mother, what shall I do? O dear Peggy, love's beguiling
- Carter: There came a ghaist to Marg'ret's door
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