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Sae light's he jumped up the stair,
And tirled at the pin;
And wha sae ready as hersel
To let the laddie in.
And Charlie, &c.
And tirled at the pin;
And wha sae ready as hersel
To let the laddie in.
And Charlie, &c.
He set his Jenny on his knee,
All in the Highland dress,
For brawly well he kent the way
To please a bonny lass.
And’ Charlie, &c.
All in the Highland dress,
For brawly well he kent the way
To please a bonny lass.
And’ Charlie, &c.
It's up yon heathery mountain,
And down yon scroggy glen,
We darna gang a milking,
For Cbarlie and his men.
And Charlie, &c.
And down yon scroggy glen,
We darna gang a milking,
For Cbarlie and his men.
And Charlie, &c.
THE SOLDIER'S RETURN.
When wild war's deadly blast was blawn
And gentle peace returning,
And eyes again with pleasure beam'd,
That had been blear'd wi' mourning,
I left the lines and tented fields,
Whar lang l'd been a lodger,
And gentle peace returning,
And eyes again with pleasure beam'd,
That had been blear'd wi' mourning,
I left the lines and tented fields,
Whar lang l'd been a lodger,
