Songbook title:The One Hundred and One Best Songs, Revised Edition
Year:1916
Editor:
Publisher:The Cable Company
Location:Chicago
Songs:
A mighty fortress is our God
Abide with me
All through the night
America
America the beautiful
An Autumn lullaby
Annie Laurie
Anvil chorus
Auld lang syne
Battle hymn of the republic
Believe me if all those endearing young charms
Ben Bolt
Boy scout march
Bridal chorus from “Lohengrin”
Can a little child, like me?
Christmas carol
Columbia, the gem of the ocean
Come thou almighty king
Commencement song
Cradle hymn
Dixie
Drink to me only with thine eyes
Eton boating song
Evening star
Funiculi, funicula
God be with you till we meet again
Hark the herald angels sing
He leadeth me
Home sweet home
Home-going song
How can I leave thee
How firm a foundation
I think, when I read that sweet story
Illinois
In the gloaming
Jesus lover of my soul
Jesus, tender, shepherd, hear me
Jingle bells
Juanita
La Marseillaise
Last night
Lead kindly light
Loch Lomond
Long, long ago
Love’s old sweet song
March of the men of Harlech!
Maryland, my Maryland
Massa’s in de cold ground
Merrily, merrily
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
My heart’s in the highlands
My old Kentucky home
Nancy Lee
Nearer, my God, to thee
Now the day is over
O little town of Bethlehem
O paradise
Oh, wert thou in the cauld blast
Old black Joe
Old folks at home
One sweetly solemn thought
Onward, Christian soldiers
Over the summer sea
Palm branches
Rejoice ye pure in heart
Robin Adair
Rock of ages
Rocked in the cradle of the deep
Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main
Santa Lucia
Scotland’s burning
Silent night, holy night
Skye boat song
Sleep, baby, sleep
Softly now the light of day
Soldiers’ chorus
Soldier’s farewell
Stars of the summer night
Sweet and low
Sweet Genevieve
Swing low, sweet chariot
Tenting on the old camp ground
Thanksgiving song
The battle-cry of freedom
The flowers that bloom in the spring
The harp that once through Tara’s halls
The old oaken bucket
The star-spangled banner
Three blind mice
Tramp, tramp, tramp
We are little soldier men
We three kings of orient are
Work, for the night is coming
Yankee doodle