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