Logan Braes-Judy Dunlop

[ti:Logan Braes] [ar:Judy Dunlop] [al:My Arms Are A Cradle] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Logan Braes - Judy Dunlop [00:00.60]O logan sweetly didst thou glide [00:05.94] [00:06.47]That day I was my willie's bride [00:12.05]And years sin syne hae o'er us run [00:17.12] [00:17.63]Like logan to the simmer sun [00:23.18] [00:25.23]But now they flowery banks appear [00:30.27] [00:30.90]Like drumlie winter dark and drear [00:36.71]While my dear lad maun face his faces [00:41.70] [00:44.06]Far far frae me and logan braes [00:49.54] [00:51.38]Within yon' milk-white hawthorn bush [00:56.96]Amang her nestlings sits the thrush [01:02.48]Her faithfu' mate will share her toil [01:07.62] [01:08.58]Or wi' his song her cares beguile [01:13.92] [01:16.00]But I wi' my sweet nurslings here [01:21.38]Nae mate to help nae mate to cheer [01:26.84]Pass widow'd nights and joyless days [01:31.65] [01:34.32]While willie's far frae logan braes