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Charlie is my darling by Robert Burns
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
That Charlie came to our town
The young Chevalier
As he came marching up the street,
The pipes play’d loud and clear
And a’ the folk cam’ running out
To see the Chevalier
Chorus
Oh! Charlie is my darling
My darling, my darling,
Oh! Charlie is my darling
The young Chevalier
Wi’ hieland bonnets on their heads
And claymores bright and clear
They cam’ to fight for Scotland’s right
And the young Chevalier
Chorus
Oh! Charlie is my darling
My darling, my darling,
Oh! Charlie is my darling
The young Chevalier
The left their bonnie hieland hills
Their wives and bairnies dear
To draw the sword for Scotland’s Lords
The young Chevalier
Chorus
Oh! Charlie is my darling
My darling, my darling,
Oh! Charlie is my darling
The young Chevalier
And there were mony beating hearts
Ad mony hopes and fears
And mony were the pray’rs put up
For the young
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