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 But straight I will run and tell Mr O'Dogherty,

What a hopeful apprentice is Paudien O’Rafferty.

Fol, lol, lol, &c.

Then I begg’d the dear girl no longer to stay,

But pack up her tatters and with me set away:

So now she’s no longer call’d Biddy O’Dogherty,

Faith we’re married, and how she’s Mrs O’Rafferty.

Fol, lol, lol, &c.

’Twas on a Monday morning,

Right early in the year,

That Charlie came to our town,

The young Chevalier.

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 pity for to view,

O there he spied a bonnie lass

The window looking thro’.

An’ Charlie, &c.

Sae light’s he jumped up the stair,

And tirled at the pin;

And wha sae ready as hersel,

To let the laddie in.

An’ Charlie, &c.

He set his Jenny on his knee,

All in his Highland dress;

For brawlie weel he ken’d the way

To please a bonny lass.

An’ Charlie, &c.

Its up yon heathery mountain,

And down yon scroggy glen,