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T: JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.105-108
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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w: John* An-der-son, my jo, John, when* we were
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w: first ac-quaint, Your* locks were like the ra-ven, your
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w: bon-ny brow was brent; But* now ye're turn-ed
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w: bald,* John, your* locks are like the snow, My*
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w: bless-ings  on your* fros-ty* pow, John* An-der-
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w: son, my jo.
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W:2.John Anderson, my jo, John, ye were my first conceit,
W:  And ay at kirk and market, I've kept you trim and neat;
W:  There's some folk say ye're failing, John, but I scarce believe it's so,
W:  For ye're ay the same kind man to me, John Anderson, my jo.
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W:3.John Anderson, my jo, John, we've seen our bairns' bairns,
W:  And yet, my dear John Anderson, I'm happy in your arms,
W:  And sae are ye in mine, John, I'm sure ye'll ne'er say no,
W:  Though the days are gane that we hae seen, John Anderson, my jo.
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W:4.John Anderson, my jo, John, our siller ne'er was rife,
W:  And yet we ne'er saw poverty sin' we were man and wife;
W:  We've ay haen bit and brat, John, great blessings here elow,
W:  And that helps to keep peace at hame, John Anderson, my jo.
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W:5.John Anderson, my jo, John, the warld loes us baith;
W:  We ne'er spak ill o' neibours, John, nor did them ony skaith;
W:  To live in peace and quietness was a' our care, ye know,
W:  And I'm sure they'll greet when we are dead, John Anderson, my jo.
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W:6.John Anderson, my jo, John, frae year to year we've past,
W:  And soon that year maun come, John, will bring us to our last;
W:  But let not that affright us, John, our hearts were ne'er our foe,
W:  While in innocent delight we've liv'd, John Anderson, my jo.
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W:7.John Anderson, my jo, John, we clamb the hill thegither,
W:  And mony a canty day, John, we've had wi' ane anither;
W:  Now we maun totter down, John, but hand in hand we'll go,
W:  And we'll sleep thegither at the fit, John Anderson, my jo.
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