Volume Ii Part 7 (1/2)

CHARLIE IS MY DARLING.[57]

'Twas on a Monday morning, Right early in the year, That Charlie cam' to our town, The young Chevalier.

An' Charlie is my darling, My darling, my darling; Charlie is my darling, The young Chevalier.

As Charlie he came up the gate, His face shone like the day; I grat to see the lad come back That had been lang away.

An' Charlie is my darling, &c.

Then ilka bonny la.s.sie sang, As to the door she ran, Our King shall hae his ain again, An' Charlie is the man: For Charlie he 's my darling, &c.

Out ow'r yon moory mountain, An' down the craggy glen, Of naething else our la.s.ses sing, But Charlie an' his men.

An' Charlie he 's my darling, &c.

Our Highland hearts are true an' leal, An' glow without a stain; Our Highland swords are metal keen, An' Charlie he 's our ain.

An' Charlie he 's my darling, My darling, my darling; Charlie he 's my darling, The young Chevalier.

[57] Altered at the request of a lady who sang it sweetly, and published in the ”Jacobite Relics.”--_Hogg._

LOVE IS LIKE A DIZZINESS.

AIR--_”Paddy's Wedding.”_

I lately lived in quiet ease, An' never wish'd to marry, O!

But when I saw my Peggy's face, I felt a sad quandary, O!

Though wild as ony Athol deer, She has trepann'd me fairly, O!

Her cherry cheeks an' e'en sae clear Torment me late an' early, O!

O, love, love, love!

Love is like a dizziness, It winna let a poor body Gang about his business!

To tell my feats this single week, Would mak' a daft-like diary, O!

I drave my cart outow'r a dike, My horses in a miry, O!

I wear my stockings white an' blue, My love 's sae fierce an' fiery, O!

I drill the land that I should plough, An' plough the drills entirely, O!

O, love, love, love! &c.

Ae morning, by the dawn o' day, I rose to theek the stable, O!

I keust my coat an' plied away As fast as I was able, O!

I wrought that morning out an' out, As I 'd been redding fire, O!

When I had done an' look'd about, Gude faith, it was the byre, O!

O, love, love, love! &c.