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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,O there he spied a bonny lassThe window looking thro'.An' Charlie, &c
Sae light's he jumped up the stair,And tirled at the pinAnd wha sae ready as hersel,To let the laddie in.An' Charlie &c.
He set his Jenny on his knee,All in the Highland dress;For brawlie well he ken'd the wayTo please 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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