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Robert Burns (1759–1796).  Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics.  1909–14.
 
271. Song—John Anderson, My Jo
 
 
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,        5
  Your locks are like the snaw;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
  John Anderson, my jo.
 
John Anderson, my jo, John,
  We clamb the hill thegither;        10
And mony 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,        15
  John Anderson, my jo.
 

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