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...you and me I And ilka lad and lass, John, in our footsteps to go, Makes perfect heaven here on earth, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, when...first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your head's turn'd bauld, John, your locks are like the snaw, Yet blessings...

...bread; And she that rocked you, a babe, to rest, Now sits at your corpse's head. Ullagoue! E. Hayes. JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John,...first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is bald, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings...

...late : They say ye're turning auld, John, and what though it be so, Ye're aye the same kind man to me, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, when we were first brent; But now your brow is bald, John, your locks arc like acquaint, Your locks were like the raven,...

...days, And nights o' sleepless pain; Thou golden time o' youthful prime, Why com'st thou not again? JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO. JOHN ANDERSON, my jo, John,...first acquent, Your locks were like the raven> Your bonie brow was brent ; But now your brow is held, John, Your locks are like the snow: But blessings...

...love enslaves the man ; Ye gallants draw, I rede you a', tell Beware o' bonnie Ann 1 JOHN ANDERSON. TUNE — John Anderson my jo. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your looks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; smooth But now your brow is held, John, bald...

...variegated garden of Poesy it will ever retain its freshness and fragrance. Illustration. JOHN ANDERSON. 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...

...flauteiffife's Addrett to Aw Gudentan. (Trmififitnl into broad Szolch fey ROREKT UUIINS, of tht facisr.') John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent. Your locks were like the raven, Yt>ur bonnie brow was lirent; But now your head's tum'd bald, John. Your locks are like the snow. But...