’twas on a monday morning
right early in the year
that Charlie came to our town
the young chevalier
o Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling
the young chevalier
as he was walking doon the street
the city for to view
o there he spied a bonie lass
the windae peekin’ through
o Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling
the young chevalier
so light he jumped up the stairs
a tirl’d at the pin
and wha’s sae ready but herself
to let the laddie in?
o Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling
the young chevalier
he set his Jenny on his knee
all in his highland dress
for brawly weel he kent the way
to please a highland lass
o Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling
the young chevalier
it’s up yon heathery mountain
and down yon scroggie glen
we daur nae gang a-milking
for Charlie and all of his men…
o Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling
the young chevalier
Charlie, Charlie
{Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling}
the young chevalier
Charlie is my darling
my darling, my darling
Charlie is my darling
the young chevalier
Charlie
Charlie is my darling…
the young chevalier