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face his faes, Far, far frae me and Lo - gan braes !
By Logan's streams that rin sae deep,
Fu' aft wi' glee I 've herded sheep ;
Herded sheep or gather' d slaes,
Wi' my dear lad, on Logan braes :
But, wae's my heart ! thae days are gane,
And, fu' o' grief, I herd my lane ;
While my dear lad maun face his faes,
Far, far frae me and Logan braes !
Nae mair at Logan kirk will he,
Atween the preachings, meet wi' me,
Meet wi' me, or, when its mirk,
Convoy me hame frae Logan kirk.
I weel may sing — thae days are gane !
Frae kirk and fair I come alane,
While my dear lad maun face his fae3,
Far, far frae me and Logan braes !
song, to the old tune of Logan Water, came before the
about 1 783, being the composition of a young journeyman

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