| Twas on a monday morning,
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| Right early in the year,
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| That Charlie came to our town,
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| The young Chevalier.
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| Chorus:
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| An' Charlie he’s my darling,
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| My darling, my darling,
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| Charlie he’s my darling
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| The young Chevalier.
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| 2. As he was walking up the street,
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| The city for to view,
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| O there he spied a bonie lass
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| The window looking thro'.
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| Chorus:
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| 3. Sae light’s he jimped up the stair,
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| And tirl’d at the pin;
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| And wha sae ready as hersel',
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| To let the laddie in.
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| Chorus:
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| 4. He set his Jenny on his knee,
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| All in his Highland dress;
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| For brawlie weel he ken’d the way
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| To please a bonie lass.
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| Chorus:
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| 5. It’s up on yon heathery mountain,
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| An' down yon scroggy glen,
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| We daur na gang a milking,
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| An' Charlie and his men.
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| Chorus: |