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'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.