Dougie Maclean - John Anderson, My Jo lyrics

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