Charlie is my Darling.
Oh, Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darling
Oh, Charlie is my darling, the young Chevalier.
‘Twas on a Monday morning,
Right early in the year,
When Charlie eame to our town,
The young Chevalier.
Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c,
As he came marching up the street,
The pipes play'd loud and clear,
And a‘ the folk came running out,
To meet the Chevalier.
Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c.
Wi' Highland bonnets on their heads,
And claymore's bright and clear,
They came to fight for Scotland's right,
And the young Chevalier.
Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c.
They've left their bonny Highland hills,
Their wives and bairnies dear,
To draw the sword for Scotland's lord,
The young Chevalier.
Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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