The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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CHARLIE HE'S MY DARLING |
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The Poetry of Robert Burns | ||
CHARLIE HE'S MY DARLING
Chorus
An' Charlie he's my darling,My darling, my darling,
Charlie he's my darling—
The Young Chevalier!
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'Twas on a Monday morningRight early in the year,
That Charlie came to our town—
The Young Chevalier!
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As he was walking up the streetThe city for to view,
O, there he spied a bonie lass
The window looking thro'!
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Sae light's he jimpèd up the stair,And tirl'd at the pin;
And wha sae ready as hersel'
To let the laddie in!
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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.
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It's up yon heathery mountainAnd down yon scroggy glen,
We daurna gang a-milking
For Charlie and his men!
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An' Charlie he's my darling,My darling, my darling,
Charlie he's my darling—
The young Chevalier!
The Poetry of Robert Burns | ||