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"John Anderson my jo, John"
BY ROBERT BURNS 1759-1796
John Anderson my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
our bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
our locks are like the snaw,
but blessings on your frosty pow,
ohn Anderson, my jo!
John Anderson my jo, John,
e clamb the hill thegither,
And monie 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,
ohn Anderson, my jo!
O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O

I shan't be having haggis tonight, but may light a candle for young Rabbie. Burns Night -- lots of interactive games and more.

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