Prince Charlie Stuart

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If you had seen my Charlie at the head of an army
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He was a gallant sight to behold
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With his fine tartan hose on his bonnie round leg
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And his buckles all pure shining gold

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The tartan my love wore was the finest Stuart Kilt
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With his soft skin all under it, as white as any milk
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It's no wonder that seven hundred highlanders killed
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In restoring my Charlie to me

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My love was six foot two without stocking or shoe
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In proportion my true love was built
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Like I told you before, upon Culloden Moor
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Where the brave highland army was killed

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Prince Charlie Stuart was my true love's name
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He was the flower of England and a pride to his name
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Ah, but now they have banished him over to Spain
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And so dear was my Charlie to me

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My love was six foot two without stocking or shoe
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In proportion my true love was built
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Like I told you before, upon Culloden Moor
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Where the brave highland army was killed

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Prince Charlie Stuart was my true love's name
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He was the flower of England and a pride to his name
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Ah, but now they have banished him over to Spain
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And so dear was my Charlie to me

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