Tune - "John Anderson, My Jo." I. "John Anderson, My Jo, John, When We Were First Acquent, Your Locks Were Like The Raven, Your Bonnie 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. Ii. John Anderson, My Jo, John, We Clamb The Hill Thegither; And Mony A Canty Day, John, We've Had Wi' Ane Anither: Now We Maun Totter Down, John, But Hand In Hand We'll Go; And Sleep Thegither At The Foot, John Anderson, My Jo.