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LOGIE OF BUCHAN.
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O ! Logie of Buchan, O ! Logie the laird,
They ha’e ta’en awa’ Jamie that delv’d in the yard’
Who play’d on the pipe, wi’ the viol fae fma’;
They ha’e ta’en awa’ Jamie the flower o’ them a’ I
Chorus.
He faid, think na lang, laffie, tho’ I gang awa’.
He faid, think na lang, laflie, tho’ I gang awa’;
Tor the fimmer is coming, cauld winter’s awa’.
And I’ll come and fee thee in fpiteo’ them a’.
Sandy has owfen, has gear, and has Lye;
A boufe, and a hadden, and filler forby.
But I’d tak mine ain lad wi’ his ftaff in his hand.
Before I’d ha’e him wi’ his houfes and land.
He faid, &c.
My daddy looks fulky, my minny looks four,
They frown upon Jamie becaufe he is poor;
Tho’ I looe them as well as a daughter fhou’d do,
They are nae half fae dear to me, Jamie, as you;
He faid, &c.
I fit on my creepie, and fpin at my wheel.
And think on the laddie that loo’d me fae weel;
He had but a fix-pence, he brak it in twa.
And he giedme the ha’f o’t, when he gaed awa’.
Chorus.
Then hafte ye back, Jamie, and bide na awa’.
Then hafte ye back, Jamie, and bide na awa’;
Simmer is coming, cauld winter’s awa’
And ye’ll come and fee me in fpite o’ them a’.

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