Charlie, He's My Darling

      'Twas on a Monday morning,      Right early in the year,      That Charlie came to our town,      The young Chevalier.       Chorus-An' Charlie, he's my darling,      My darling, my darling,      Charlie, he's my darling,      The young Chevalier.       As he was walking up the street,      The city for to view,      O there he spied a bonie lass      The window looking through,      An' Charlie, &c.       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.      An' Charlie, &c.       He set his Jenny on his knee,      All in his Highland dress;      For brawly weel he ken'd the way      To please a bonie lass.      An' Charlie, &c.       It's up yon heathery mountain,      An' down yon scroggie glen,      We daur na gang a milking,      For Charlie and his men,      An' Charlie, &c.