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! 1788 |
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