Charlie, He’s My Darling

’Twas on a Monday morning,Right early in the year,That Charlie came to our town,The young Chevalier.

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An’ Charlie, he’s my darling,My darling, my darling,Charlie, he’s my darling,The young Chevalier.8

As he was walking up the street,The city for to view,O there he spied a bonie lassThe window looking through,

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An’ Charlie, he’s my darling,My darling, my darling,Charlie, he’s my darling,The young Chevalier.16

Sae light’s he jumped up the stair,And tirl’d at the pin;And wha sae ready as hersel’To let the laddie in.

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An’ Charlie, he’s my darling,My darling, my darling,Charlie, he’s my darling,The young Chevalier.24

He set his Jenny on his knee,All in his Highland dress;For brawly weel he ken’d the wayTo please a bonie lass.

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An’ Charlie, he’s my darling,My darling, my darling,Charlie, he’s my darling,The young Chevalier.32

It’s up yon heathery mountain,An’ down yon scroggie glen,We daur na gang a milking,For Charlie and his men,

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An’ Charlie, he’s my darling,My darling, my darling,Charlie, he’s my darling,The young Chevalier.40