This notation is pretty simple; dark circles mean covered holes; empty circles mean uncovered holes; a '+' below means to blow harder to get the upper octave; a '#' below means this note is too low for the whistle chosen and you'll have to fake it :) The author of this program always plays accidentals by closing holes, so you'll never see half-covered holes.
When I was starting, I found notation like this to be very helpful, and I know plenty of people who have trouble reading music who find this notation easier. Good luck!
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Molly Bawn (Polly Vaughn 2) Come all ye brave heroes who handle a gun Beware of night ramblin' by the setting of the sun. And be aware of an accident that happened of late To young Molly Bawn and sad was her fate. She was going to her uncle's when a shower came on She went 'neath a green bush the shower to shun. With her apron 'round her he took her for a swan It's a sob and a sigh it was Oh! Oh! Molly Bawn. He quickly ran to her and saw that she was dead And it's many's a salt tear on her bosom he shed He went home to his father with his gun in his hand Crying father, dear father, I have shot Molly Bawn. I have shot that young colleen I have taken the life Of the one I intended to take for my wife. Oh Johnny, young Johnny, do not run away Don't you leave your own country till your trial day. Don't you leave your own country till your trial comes on For you'll never be convicted for the loss of a swan. The night before Molly's funeral her ghost it did appear Saying mother, dear mother, young Johnny he's clear. I was going to my uncle when a shower came on But tell him he's forgiven by his own Molly Bawn. The girls in this country they are all very glad Since the pride of Glen Allen, Molly Bawn is now dead. The girls in this country stand them all in a row Molly Bawn would shine above them like a mountain of snow. From the singing of Norman Kennedy DT #308 Laws O36 SOF
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!