John Anderson My Jo
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John Anderson my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw,
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!
2.
John Anderson my jo, John,
We clamb the hill thegither,
And monie a cantie day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, John,
And hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson my jo!
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John Anderson My Sweetheart.
John Anderson my joy, John,
When we were first acquainted,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your handsome brow was straight;
But now your brow is bold, John,
Your locks are like the snow,
But blessings on your frosty head,
John Anderson my joy!
John Anderson my joy, John,
We climbed the hill together,
And many a jolly day, John,
We have had with one another;
Now we must totter down, John,
And hand in hand we will go,
And sleep together at the foot,
John Anderson my joy!
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