Prince Charlie Stuart If you had seen my Charlie at the head of an army He was a gallant sight to behold With his fine tartan hose on his bonnie round leg And his buckles of pure shining gold The tartan my love wore was the finest Stuart kilt With his soft skin all under it as white as any milk It's no wonder that seven hundred highlanders killed in restoring my Charlie to me My love was six foot two without stocking or shoe In proportion my true love was built Like I told you before upon Culloden moor Where the brave highland army was killed Prince Charlie Stuart was my true love's name He was the flower of England and a pride to his name Oh but now they have banished him over to Spain And so dear was my Charlie to me (repeat last verse) ------------------------------------------------------------ recorded by Steeleye Span on "Please To See The King" (1971) Even if this song was obviously intended to expand the legend of Bonnie Prince Charlie, one can not help but feel some of the bewilderment that must have struck the rural highlanders when they first saw Charlie Stuart, standing in his aristocratic attire at the shore of Loch Shiel and trying to start a revolution. MJ
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