TWAS on a Monday morning,
Right early in the year,
That Charlie came to our town,
The young Chevalier.
Chorus.An Charlie, hes my darling,
My darling, my darling,
Charlie, hes my darling,
The young Chevalier.
As he was walking up the street,
The city for to view,
O there he spied a bonie lass
The window looking through,
An Charlie, &c.
Sae lights he jumped up the stair,
And tirld at the pin;
And wha sae ready as hersel
To let the laddie in.
An Charlie, &c.
He set his Jenny on his knee,
All in his Highland dress;
For brawly weel he kend the way
To please a bonie lass.
An Charlie, &c.
Its up yon heathery mountain,
An down yon scroggie glen,
We daur na gang a milking,
For Charlie and his men,
An Charlie, &c.
