The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/John Anderson, my jo

JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO.

Sung by Miss Stephens, &c. with great applause. Words by Burns.

John Anderson, my jo, John,
⁠When we were first aequent,
Your locks were like the raven,
⁠Your bonnie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
⁠Your locks are like the snow,
Yet blessings on your frosty pow,
⁠John Anderson, my jo.

John Anderson, my jo, John,
⁠We clamb the hill thegither,
And monie a cantie 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.