Handwritten Lyrics of Wh'all Be King But Charlie, undated

There's news from Moidart, cam{e} yesteem. Will soon gar monie forlie, {The} For ships of war had just come in, And landed royal Charlie, Come through the heather, around him gather. Come Ronald, come Donald come a' thegither {all together}, And crown your rightfu' lawfu' King. For wha'lll be King but Charlie Come through the heather, around him gather, The welcome early Around him cling, with a' your kin, For wha'll be King, but Charlie.

The highlan clans, baith great & sma; Frae John O Groats to Airlie Hae' to a man, declared they'll stand Or fa', wi' Royal Charlie. The lowland Clans-wi heart & hands Have to a man declared a' Lo fight for Teo-Hands' [?] & law. For wha'll be King but Charlie.

There's ne'er a [?] in a' {all} the land, But [?] baith late & earlie, To man she'll ne'er gie heartrer hand, Wha wad na fight for Charlie.

Then, here's a health Lo Charlie's cause, And be it complete & earlie, His very name, our heart's blude warms; To arms for Royal Charlie! Come through the heather [Sa?]

Mr John B. Minor handwriting of Virginia