| Hint from lyrics | |
| He washed his face in a frying pan. | |
| She crossed the wide prairie with her husband. | |
| She is lost and gone forever. | |
| He laid down his hammer and he died. | |
| She's the girl that I adore and she's from Baltimore. | |
| He grew whiskers on his chin. | |
| He should hang down his head and cry. | |
| He rowed a boat. | |
| She lies over the sea. | |
| He works on the railway. | |
| Her ghost walks with a wheelbarrow in Dublin. | |
| | Hint from lyrics | |
| She walks on tip-toe,tip-toe. | |
| You may dream of her light brown hair. | |
| His name is my name too. | |
| He was a merry old soul. | |
| The pipes are calling him. | |
| Won't he come home? | |
| She might cry for an Alabama guy with a banjo. | |
| He had a farm. | |
| Where did he come from? Where did he go? | |
| Someone's in the kitchen with her. | |
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