John Anderson, My Jo - Frederick Worlock-歌词

John Anderson, My Jo - Frederick Worlock

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

And your locks are like the snaw

But blessings on your frosty pow

John Anderson my jo

John Anderson my jo

We climb the hill thegither

And manys 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