Charlie he's my darling. 
By Burns, Robert.

'Twas on a Monday morning,
Right early in the year,
That Charlie cam 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 he 's my darling, my darling, my darling,
Charlie he 's my darling, the young Chevalier. -

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 he 's my darling, my darling, my darling,
Charlie he 's my darling, the young Chevalier. -

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 he 's my darling, my darling, my darling,
Charlie he 's my darling, the young Chevalier. -

It's up yon hethery mountain,
And down yon scroggy glen,
We daur na gang a milking,
For Charlie and his men. -

An Charlie he 's my darling, my darling, my darling,
Charlie he 's my darling, the young Chevalier. -