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5 Sae light's he jumped up the stair,
 * And tirled at the pin;

And wha sae ready as hersel
 * To let the laddie in.
 * And Charlie, &c.

He set his Jenny on his knee,
 * All in the Highland dress,

For brawly well he kent the way
 * To please a bonny lass.
 * And’ Charlie, &c.

It's up yon heathery mountain,
 * And down yon scroggy glen,

We darna gang a milking,
 * For Cbarlie and his men.
 * And Charlie, &c.

THE SOLDIER'S RETURN

When wild war's deadly blast was blawn
 * And gentle peace returning,

And eyes again with pleasure beam'd,
 * That had been blear'd wi' morning,

I left the lines and tented fields,
 * Whar lang lI [sic]'d been a lodger,