G'day Rose,

The Australian poet Henry Lawson wrote a nice'song-length' poem called The Good Old Concertina ... starting with:

It was merry when the hut was full
Of jolly girls and fellows.
We danced and sang, until we burst
The concertina's bellows!

... and on, in that vein ... but different characteristic places for concertina playing in Australian custom.

I wrote a tune for the poem ... and play it occasionally at the (Sydney, NSW, Australia Bush Music Club and similar occasions.

If you giveme an email address, I can send you a formatted 1-page A4 as a PDF.

Regards,

BobB