John Anderson My Jo - Di McNicol descargar videos gratis

Di McNicol (Australia) sings the poem 'John Anderson My Jo' by Robert Burns. The song tells the story of an old couple who, despite aging, are still very much in love. Lyrics below...

Poem - by Robert Burns (1759 -- 1796)

John Anderson my Jo, John

I wonder what you mean

To lie so long in the morning

And sit so late at e'en

You'll blear all your eyne John

Why for do you so?

Come sooner t' my bed at e'en

John Anderson my Jo.

John Anderson my Jo John

When first that ye began

You had as good a tail-tree

As any other man

But now it's waxen wan, John

And wrinkles to and fro

And it oft requires a helping hand

John Anderson, my Jo.

John Anderson, my Jo, John

You're welcome when you please

It's either in the warm bed

Or else upon the claeths

Do you your part above John

And trust to me the lower

I've twa gae-ups for your gae-downs

John Anderson, my Jo.

If you come on afore John

See that you do your best

When I begin to hold you

See that ye grip me fast

See that ye grip me fast, John

Till that I cry Oh!

Your back shall crack, ere I do that

John Anderson, my Jo.

Oh it's a fine thing John

To stay out all the night

It's a finer thing, John

To see your hurdies fyke

To see your hurdies fyke, John

And strike the rising blow

Then I like your chanter-pipe

John Anderson, my Jo.

I'm battered like a salmon

I'm breasted like a swan

My wyme is like a down-cod

My waist he well may span

My skin from top to toe, John

Is like the new-fa'en snow

And it's all for your convenience here

John Anderson, my Jo.