Ewan MacColl - Charlie is My Darling | Текст песни

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Oh! Charlie is my darling,
My darling, my darling,
Oh! Charlie is my darling,
The young Chevalier.

Twas on a Monday morning,
Right early in the year,
When Charlie came to our town,
The young Chevalier.

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As he cam' marching up the street,
The pipes played loud and clear,
And a' the folks cam' rinnin' out,
To meet the Chevalier.

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Wi' Highland bonnets on their heads,
And claymores bright and clear,
They cam' to fight for Scotland's right,
And the young Chevalier.

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They've left their bonnie Hieland hills,
Their wives and bairnies dear,
To draw the sword for Scotland's lord,
The gay Chevalier.

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Oh, there were mony beating hearts,
And mony hope and fear;
And mony were the pray'rs put up
For the young Chevalier.

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