Seven love songs/Logan Water

by Anonymous

Logan Water.

By Logan’s streams, that rin sae deep,
Fu ait wi’ glee I‘ve herded sheep,
I‘ve herded sheep and gather‘d slaes,
Wi‘ my dear lad on Logan braes.

But waes my heart! thae days are gane
And I wi‘ grief maun herd alane,
While my dear lad maun face his faes,
Far, far frae me on Logan braes;

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Nae mair at Logan kirk will he,
Atween the preachings meet wi‘ me;
Meet wi‘ me, or when it‘s mirk,
Convoy me hame frae Logan kirk.

Weel may I sing, thae days are gane,
Frae kirk or fair I come alane;
While my dear lad maun face his faes,
Far, far frae me on Logan braes.

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