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B

La ballade nord Irlandaise

Boys on the docks

La butte rouge 

C

C'est pas l'homme qui prend la mer

City of New Orleans / Salut les amoureux

Come out ye Black and Tans

Country Roads

D

Dirty old town EN  

Drunken sailor

F

Fairytale of New York

Fields of Athenry

G

Galway girl

Go on home, British soldiers 

Grace

Green fields of France

I

The Irish Rover

J

Jimmy

Joe McDonnell 

K

Kilkelly

L

The leaving of Liverpool

M

Manu

Man from the daily mail

Marche à l'ombre

The men behind the wire

Molly Malone (EN)  

O

Ordinary man

On lâche rien 

S

Sally MacLenane

San Francisco

Sans la nommer 

Santiano FR/EN

Schooldays over

Some say the devil is dead

La semaine sanglante 

T

This land is your land

W 

Whiskey in the Jar

Wild mountain thyme

Wild rover 

Y

Ye jacobites

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