Syrinx Pour Flûte Lyrics & Chords By Jean-louis Beaumadier

I am a poor wayfaring stranger, travelling through this world of woe. Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger in that bright land to which I go. I'm going there to see my...read more

Down by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meet She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow-white feet She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree But I was young...read more

My young love said to me My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you For your lack of kind She stepped away from me And this she did say It will not be long love ...read more

Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow bonny breeze my lover to me They...read more

There were three brothers in merry Scotland In merry Scotland there were three And they did cast lots which of them should go Should go, should go And turn robber all on the salt...read more