'Twas on a Monday morning,
Right early in the year,
That Charlie came to our town -
The young Chevalier.
Chorus
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 bonie lass
The window looking thro'.
an' Charlie, etc
Sae light's he jimped up the
stair,
And tirled at the pin;
And wha sae ready as hersel'
To let the laddie in?
an' Charlie, etc
He set his Jenny on his knee,
All in his Highland dress;
For brawlie weel he ken'd the way
To please a bonie lass.
an' Charlie, etc
It's up yon heathery mountain,
And down yon scroggy glen,
We daurna gang a-milking
For Charlie and his men!
an Charlie, etc
Footnote : This song shows the Jacobite sympthies
of Robert Burns and first appeared in Johnson's Museum. This week commemorates
the last Jacobite victory at Falkirk on 17 January 1746 when the Jacobite Army
led by Lord George Murray defeated the Hanoverian forces under General Hawley.
