Charly He's My Darlin'

Charlie he’s my darlin',
My darlin', my darlin'.
Charlie, he’s my darlin'
The Young Chevalier!
'Twas on a Monday morning
Right early in the year,
That Charlie came to our town
The Young Chevalier!
Charlie he’s my darlin',
My darlin', my darlin'.
Charlie, he’s my darlin'
The Young Chevalier!
As he was walking down the street
The city for to view,
O, there he spied a bonie lass
The windle peekin' thro'!
Charlie he’s my darlin',
My darlin', my darlin'.
Charlie, he’s my darlin'
The Young Chevalier!
Sae light’s the jumped up the stair,
and tirl’d at the pin:
And wha sae ready as hersel'
To let the laddie in!
Charlie he’s my darlin',
My darlin', my darlin'.
Charlie, he’s my darlin'
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He set his Jenny on his knee,
All in his Highland dress;
For brawlie weel he kend the way
To please a bonie lass.
Charlie he’s my darlin',
My darlin', my darlin'.
Charlie, he’s my darlin'
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It’s up yon heathery mountain
And down yon scroggy glen,
We daurna gang a-milking
For Charlie and his men!
Charlie he’s my darlin',
My darlin', my darlin'.
Charlie, he’s my darlin'
The Young Chevalier!