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O Logie Kirk amang the braes, / I'm thinkin' o' the merry days / Afore I trod thae weary ways / That led me far frae Logie!
Fine do I mind when I was young / Abune thy graves the mavis sung / An' ilka birdie had a tongue / To ca' me back to Logie.
O Logie Kirk, tho' aye the same / The burn sings ae remembered name, / There's ne'er a voice to cry "Come hame / To bonnie Bess at Logie!"
Far, far awa' the years decline / That took the lassie wha was mine / An' laid her sleepin' lang, lang syne / Amang the braes at Logie.