Australian Folklore Unit with Warren Fahey

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SONG TITLE FIRST LINE
P.U. Ticket # "I'm travelling' the loafer said; said the shearer "Say no more"
Packer The Scab. He was caught in the big mine office
Paddington Ditty # Sister Mary bought a canary, paying cost a sigh
Paddle Your Own Canoe
Paddy Doyle's Boots. To me way, hay, hay, hay, we'll pay Paddy Doyle for his boots
Paddy's Market On A Saturday # You'd like to do a ramble, the fleeting hours to chase
Paper Bag Cooking. Have you heard about the latest style of cooking
Parody on Beggar's Opera # Though the odd nose's in vogue
Parody on Poor Old Dad One night I wanted for to stroll,
Parodies on Song of Australia There is a land where Summer skies
Parramatta School Song # We're a band of happy high school children [1935]
Parody on the Lancers. Third lady cross over and fourth lady pass
Parson and The Clerk. # A parson preached to his flock one day, on the sins of the human race
People's Proper Places. The brewer should to Malta go
Percy Brookfeld. From North, South East and West
Percy Brookfield. Lament from shore to shore
Peripatetic Philosopher # I'm in hunger, in dirt, and in rage
Peter Jackson & Frank Slavin # I am crazy! And I 'm cranky and I'm mad with wild delight
Pint Pot & Billy. I dined with the swells of famed Piccadilly, took tea with the swells
Pitcairn's Island Anthem For I was hunger'd and ye gave me meat
Plains of Monaro. Oh, oft times have I heard of the Plains of Monaro
Poem On Boxing.
Popeye # I'm Popeye the sailor man
Poor Les Darcy. Way down in Tennessee, there lies poor Les Darcy
Preservation of the Aussie Male. The horse and mule live thirty years
Prince Albert's Fashion Prince Albert's ain't in fashion now, the shearers all wear socks.
Pull Away Cheerily Pull away cheerily, slow or wearily, rocking your cradles fast to and fro
Pumping Shanty (f) Oh, fare you well, my own Mary Anne

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