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0, Logie o' Buchan, 0, Logie, the laird,
They ha'e ta'eii awa' Jamie that delved in the yard ;
He play'd on the pipe and the viol sae sma' ;
They ha'e ta'en awa' Jamie, the flower o' them a',
He said, Think na lang, lassie, though I gang awa' ;
He said, Think na lang, lassie, though I gang awa' ;
For the simmer will come, when cauld winter 's awa'
And I '11 come and see thee in spite o' them a'.
Though Sandie has owsen, and siller, and kye,
A house and a haddin', 1 and a' things forbye,
Yet I wad ha'e Jamie, wi 's bonnet in 's hand,
Before I 'd ha'e Sandie wi' houses and land.
My daddie looks sulky, my miunie looks sour,
They frown upon Jamie, because he is poor ;
But daddie and minnie although that they be,
There 's nane o' them a' like my Jamie to me.
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