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Nails.
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This worlds is like a bag of nails and some are very queer ones
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Neglected Tar
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I sing the British seaman's praise
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Nell At The Australia Hotel
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Altho' I'm not a tip-top swell, I'm very well to do
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New Chum China.
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Oh! What's the good of talking when they won't let a white man live
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New England (f)
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New England, land of the brave and free
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Newmarket.
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P
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Nightingale.
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They sent a press gang to be made
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Nimrod Alphabet
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A is for anchor, where Davis toils
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Nine Miles From Gundagai. 
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I'm used to punching bullock teams across hills and plains
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Nine Miles From Gundagai.
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Nine miles From Gundagai
and halfway down Talbingo Hill
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Nip Chain Allan (f)
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Nip Chain Allan is me name, nipping dingoes is my game
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Noah's Ark
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Now good old Noah he built an ark, Hurrah ! hurrah!
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Nobody Knows Me.
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Nobody knows me and even old Jock
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Nonsense Ditty
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I've got a chorus I want you all to sing
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Norfolk Island (f)
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Gentle barque thou'll soon restore me
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Nose On My Old Man.
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It's the nose that grows on my old man
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