| Ball At Kerrimuir. |
I'll sing you the song of the ball of Kerrimuir |
| Ballad of Ben Hall. |
Come all you young Australians, and everyone besides |
Ballad For The Gold Diggers
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Luck boys luck! A nugget o gold |
| Ballad of the Kelly Gang. |
Oh, Paddy dear and did you hear, the news that's going round. |
| Banks Of The Condamine. |
Oh Betsy, oh Betsy, oh that will never do |
| Barcoo Shout |
With four tons of a load we take to the road |
| Bastard From the Bush. |
There's a stranger in our midst |
| Beehive Inn |
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| Beer (f) |
beer is all froth and bubble |
| Beer Ditty. |
Left right, left right, we're still in the thick of the fight |
| Beer Glorious Beer |
Beer glorious beer |
| Beer Glorious Beer |
If you drinks spirits you'll never feel queer |
| Beer Seducer |
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| Ben Bolt |
Oh, don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt |
| Ben Bolt |
Oh, don't you remember sweet Fanny, Ben Bolt |
| Ben Bolt In Melbourne |
Oh, don't you remember old Melbourne, Ben Bolt |
| Bill Bailey |
Won't you go home Bill Bailey – strike song |
| Bill Jinks |
Bill Jinks was a miner on Ballarat |
| Bill Thompson's Fishing Adventure |
Bill Thompson had an awful fad for fishing in the creek |
| Bill Weldon's Ditty (f) |
He told us of yarns of Beechworth |
| Billo |
Give me old Auckland and give me a girl |
| Billo # |
Them ragtime songs make me fair pippy |
| Billy Barlow in The City |
As I walked along George Street this 'ere day |
| Billy Barlow |
Now, ladies and gentlemen, how do you do? |
| Billy Barlow parody |
The interest was due, sir, as I couldn't pay, you see, sir |
| Billy Hughes |
Vote, vote, vote for Billy Mahoney, who's that knocking at the door |
| Billy Hughes |
Oh Billy Hughes, Oh Billy Hughes |
| Billy Hughes' Army |
Why don't you join, why don't you join, Billy Hughes' Army? |
| Billy McMahon |
Now look here, Cobb & Co, and a lesson take from me |
| Black Sheep |
There was a man who had three sons, both Jack and Tom were sly |
| Blackball Line (f) |
In the Blackball Line I served my time |
| Blackboy's Waltzing Matilda |
Old fella bagman camped by a billabong |
| Blackthorne Stick |
I let them all see, as I laid in my garret |
| Blacks |
God made little niggers |
| Blood on the Coal |
You've learned how the miner – the black man, the slack man |
| Bloody Big Wheel |
A man once told me before he died |
| Bloody St Alban's |
This bloody place is no bloody good. Bloody bloody bloody |
| Blow The Man |
Oh, blow the man down, bullies, and kick him around |
| Blow The Man Down |
As I was walking down Paradise Street |
| Blow The Man Down (f) |
Blow the man down, Johnny, and kick him around |
| Blow The Man Down (f) |
She was rough in the counter and bluff in the bow |
| Blow The Man Down/Radcliffe Highway |
Oh, as I was a walking down Radcliffe Highway |
| Boarding House |
Hold the forks, the knives are coming |
| Bogtrotter's Lament |
Tis the last row this Summer, we'll have now ochone! |
| Bold Morgan |
Bold Morgan once in NSW, his stolen mare betrode-er |
| Bondi is Becoming Very Popular # |
Of all the days I love but one |
| Bonnie Barcoo |
Now I'll sing you a song in praise of that land |
| Bonnie Maggie |
However much I love to see |
| Bonny Bunch Of Roses. |
I'll not go down the stairs more or comb back my yellow hair |
| Boorowa. |
Boorowa was Boorowa when Young was a pup |
| Boot Black. |
On passing through a village street |
| Botany Bay Ballad |
Away with all whimsical bubbles of air |
| Bound For Charles Town. I |
was born in Boston city, boys, a place you all know well |
| Bound For The Rio Grande. |
Oh, it's bound away for the Rio Grand, heave away for Rio |
| On Bourke's Heat |
The only message from the dead |
| Boys of the USA (f) |
Boys of the USA how glad we are to meet you |
| Bread & Jam. |
All soldiers live on bread and jam, they like it better than eggs and ham |
| Brewer's Glee |
Come all ye wealthy brewers, that make colonial ale |
| Brisbane (Billo). |
Give me old Brisbane and give me a girl |
| Buffalo Shooter's Song |
If you ever go up North among the buffaloes |
| Buffalo Shooter's Song (f) |
Oh, the girls come down from Oenpelli Mission |
| Bull Shit |
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| Bullocks |
Come all you bullock drivers, and listen to my rhyme |
| Bullocky-O. |
I've drawn for Speckle's Mill, Bullocky-o |
| Bump Me Into parliament |
I have been asked what would I do |
| Bump Me Into parliament |
Come listen all kind friends to me |
| Bung Your Eye |
As Jack was a roving down a fair London Street |
| Burns And Squires Fight |
Tommy Burns will soon be in Australia |
| Burra Burra Mine |
Listen ye sons of the land of corn and wine |
| Bushman's Farewell To Queensland. |
Queensland thou art a land of pests |
| Bushranger Jack Power |
On the eighth of May, in the year '69 |
| Bushranger's Note |
We are the boys that fear no danger |
= click on the song title to listen (f) = song fragment NOTE: This is a work in progress.