Dougie MacLean - John Anderson, My Jo текст песни

John anderson my jo john
I wonder what ye mean
Tae lie sae lang in the morning
And sit sae late at e'en
Ye'll bleer oot a' your e'en john
And why do you do so?
Come sooner tae your bed at e'en
John anderson my jo

John anderson my jo john
When you at first began
You had as good a tail tree
As ony ither man
But noo it's wax and wan john
And wrinkles to and fro
And it syne requires my helping hand
John anderson my jo

John anderson my jo john
Ye're welcome when you please
Oh it's either in the warm bed
Or else abin the claes
And ye shall tak' the horns john
Upon your head to grow
Aye and that's the cuckold's mallison
John anderson my jo