Lyrics:

John Anderson, my jo, John Anderson, my jo
When we were first acquent
Your locks were like the raven
Your bonie brow was brent
But now your brow is beld, John
And your locks are like the snaw
But blessings on your frosty pow
John Anderson, my jo
John Anderson, my jo
We’d climb the hill thegither
And monys a cantie day, John
We’ve had wi’ ane anither
Now we maun totter down, John
And hand in hand we’ll go
To sleep thegither at the foot
John Anderson, my jo, John Anderson, my jo