Chapter CLII: O’er the Water to Charlie

_We’ll o’er the water, we’ll o’er the sea,
We’ll o’er the water to Charlie!
Come weal, come woe, we’ll gather and go,
And live and die wi’ Charlie._

Come, boat me o’er, come row me o’er,
Come boat me o’er to Charlie!
I’ll gie John Ross another bawbee
To boat me o’er to Charlie.

I lo’e weel my Charlie’s name,
Though some there be abhor him;
But, O! to see Auld Nick gaun hame,
And Charlie’s foes before him!

I swear and vow by moon and stars
And sun that shines so early,
If I had twenty thousand lives,
I’d die as aft for Charlie!

_We’ll o’er the water, we’ll o’er the sea,
We’ll o’er the water to Charlie!
Come weal, come woe, we’ll gather and go,
And live and die wi’ Charlie!_

_Robert Burns._