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
Your locks are like the snaw;
But blessings on your frosty pow
John Anderson, my jo!
John Anderson, my jo, John
We clamb the hill thegither
And mony 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!
When We Were First Acquent was written by Дмитрий Шостакович (Dmitri Shostakovich) & Robert Burns.