| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Songs. VII. Charlie is my Darling | | By Carolina, Lady Nairne (17661845) |
| | | TWAS on a Monday morning, | |
| Right early in the year, | |
| When Charlie came to our toun, | |
| The young Chevalier. | |
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| Oh, Charlie is my darling, | 5 |
| My darling, my darling; | |
| Oh, Charlie is my darling, | |
| The young Chevalier. | |
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| As he came marching up the street, | |
| The pipes playd loud and clear, | 10 |
| And a the folk came running out | |
| To meet the Chevalier. | |
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| Wi Hieland bonnets on their heads, | |
| And claymores bright and clear, | |
| They came to fight for Scotlands right, | 15 |
| And the young Chevalier. | |
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| Theyve left their bonnie Hieland hills, | |
| Their wives and bairnies dear, | |
| To draw the sword for Scotlands lord, | |
| The young Chevalier. | 20 |
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| Oh, there were mony beating hearts, | |
| And mony a hope and fear, | |
| And mony were the prayers put up | |
| For the young Chevalier. | |
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| Oh, Charlie is my darling, | 25 |
| My darling, my darling, | |
| Oh, Charlie is my darling, | |
| The young Chevalier. | | | | |
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