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Wendy Weatherby sang Logan Braes on the 1997 Linn anthology The Complete Songs of Robert Burns Volume 3.
Judy Dunlop sang Logan Braes in 1999 on her album My Arms Are a Cradle.
Dallahan sang Logan Braes on their 2016 album Matter of Time.
Wendy Weatherby sings Logan Braes
Logan, sweetly didst thou glide
The day I was my Willie's bride,
And years sinsyne hae o’er us run
Like Logan to the simmer sun.
But now thy flowery banks appear
Like drumlie Winter, dark and drear,
While my dear lad maun face his faes
Far, far frae me and Logan braes.
Again the merry month o’ May
Has made our hills and vallies gay;
The birds rejoice in leafy bowers,
The bees hum round the breathing flowers;
Blythe Morning lifts his rosy eye,
And Evening's tears are tears of joy:
My soul delightless, a' surveys,
While Willie’s far frae Logan braes.
Within yon milkwhite hawthorn bush,
Amang her nestlings sits the thrush:
Her faithfu’ Mate will share her toil,
Or wi' his song her cares beguile.
But I wi' my sweet nurslings here,
Nae Mate to help, nae Mate to cheer,
Pass widowed nights and joyless days,
While Willie's far frae Logan braes.
O, wae upon you, Men o' State,
But what will I do wi' Tam Glen?
That brethren rouse in deadly hate!
As ye make mony a fond heart mourn,
Sae may it on your heads return!
How can your flinty hearts enjoy
The widow's tears, the orphan's cry:
But soon may Peace bring happy days.
And Willie, hame to Logan braes!