Come Boat Me O’er to Charlie COME boat me o’er, come row me o’er,
Come boat me o’er to Charlie;
I’ll gie John Bose another bawbee,
To boat me o’er to Charlie.
We’ll o’er the water and o’er the sea,
We’ll o’er the water to Charlie;
Come weal, come woe, we’ll gather and go,
And live or die wi’ Charlie.
I lo’e wee’ my Charlie’s name,
Tho’ some there be abhor him:
But O, to see auld Nick gaun hame,
And Charlie’s face before him
I swear and vow by moon and stars,
And sun that shines so clearly,
If I had twenty thousand lives,
I’d die as aft for Charlie.
We’ll o’er the water and o’er the sea,
We’ll o’er the water to Charlie;
Come weal, come woe, we’ll gather and go,
And live or die with Charlie!
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