FIGHTING FOR OLD CHARLIE
Royalist song 

In sixteen hundred and fourty two
I knew what i had to do
Leave my home and family and fight for good old Charlie.

Chorus:
Toorah loora loora ley!
Toorah loora loora ley!
Toorah loora loora ley!
Fighting for old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty three
Those roundheads thet were after me
But we were on a winning spree
Fighting for old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty four
We fought a battle at Marston Moor
Many men died to uphold the law
Fighting for old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty five
Our fortunes they didn't take a dive
But I thank God I'm still alive
Fighting for old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty six
Those roundheads they were up to tricks
They put our army in a fix
Fighting for old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty seven
Most of us were up in heaven
The rest of us were down in Devon
Fighting for old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty eight
Cromwell's knocking on the gate
But I had gone, he's come to late
Fighting for Old Charlie.

In sixteen hundred and fourty nine
Our story's come to end of the line
The king is dead - He's lost his head!
But we'll fight on for Charlie.