Charlie Is My Darling

’T was on a Monday morning,

Right early in the year,

When Charlie cam’ to our town,

The young Chevalier.

Oh, Charlie is my darling,

My darling, my darling,

Oh, Charlie is my darling,

The young Chevalier.

As he cam’ marching up the street

The pipes played loud an’ clear,

An’ a’ the folks cam’ running out