Charlie ain't My Darling
(with apologies to Robert Burns)
Twas on a Tuesday morning,
With Johnson’s words in ear,
When Charlie came to Parliament
The Old Chevalier
Charlie ain’t my darling, my darling, my darling.
Charlie ain’t my darling, the Old Chevalier.
As he came marchin' in the House,
His medals clanging loud and clear.
All the folk came out online
To laugh at Old Chevalier.
Charlie ain’t my darling, my darling, my darling.
Charlie ain’t my darling, the Old Chevalier.
Wi' highland bonnets on their heads
And claymores bright and clear,
They cam' to fight for Liberty
Against Old Chevalier.
Charlie ain’t my darling, my darling, my darling.
Charlie ain’t my darling, the Old Chevalier.
They left their bonnie highland hills,
Their wives and bairnies dear,
To draw the sword for Justice Now,
Against Old Chevalier.
Charlie ain’t my darling, my darling, my darling.
Charlie ain’t my darling, the Old Chevalier.
Oh, there are many beating hearts,
And many hopes and fears,
And many are the prayers put up,
To rid us of Old Chevalier.
Charlie ain’t my darling, my darling, my darling.
Charlie ain’t my darling, the Old Chevalier.
