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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,
Othere he spied a bonny lass
The window looking thro’.
An’ Charlie, &c
Sae light’s he jumped up the stair,
And (illegible text)tirled at the pin
And wha se ready as hersel,
To let the laddie in.
An’ Charlie &c.
He set his Jenny on his knee,
All in the Highland dress;
For trawlie well he ken’d the way
Te pleate a bonny lass,
An’ Charlie, &c
Its up yon heathery mountain,
And down yon scroggy glen,
We daur nae gang a milking,
For Charlie and his men,
An’ Charlie &c.
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