The job that I think’s nice and fair

The job that I think’s nice and fair,
Though he stands the mountain bare,
His counted flock he has to keep;
He is the keeper of the sheep.

When the sun doth burn the mountain-side,
The lonely shepherd his face doth hide,
While the wise sheep-dog looks after the sheep,
As they graze by the waters wide and deep.

Sam Johnston
Tullygrawley School

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