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7 As he came marching up the street,

The pipes play'd loud and clear,

And a‘ the folk came running out,

To meet the Chevalier.

Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c.

Wi' Highland bonnets on their heads,

And claymore's bright and clear,

They came to fight for Scotland's right,

And the young Chevalier.

Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c.

They've left their bonny Highland hills,

Their wives and bairnies dear,

To draw the sword for Scotland's lord,

The young Chevalier.

Oh, Charlie is my darling, &c. 



Fairest Maid on Devon Banks.

F maid on Devon Banks,

Crystal Devon, winding Devon,

Wilt thou lay that frown aside,

And smile as thou were wont to do?

Full thou know'st I love thee dear:

Could'st thou to malice lend an ear?

O did not love exclaim, "!

“Nor use a faithful lover so?"

Fairest maid on Devon Banks,

Crystal Devon, winding Devon,

Wilt thou lay that frown aside,

And smile as thou were wont to do?