Key: Bb minor
Verse 1
Bb
Em
John Anderson, my Joe, John,
C#m
Em
I wonder what you mean,
Bb
Em
To lie so long in the mornin'
and sit so late at e 'en?
Em
G#m
and why do you so?
Em
Am
F#
Em
Come sooner to your bed at e 'en,
C#m
Em
John Anderson, my Joe.
F
G
Em
when first that ye began,
Em
Am
Em
as any other man,
But knew its waxen wand, John,
F#m
A
and wrinkles to and fro,
Am
Em
Am
Em
And aft requires my helping hand.
Bb
C#m
Em
John Anderson, my Joe.
Em
John,
Em
G
And, oh, it was a fine thing
Am
Em
To see yer hardy's fike,
G
Em
To see yer hardy's fike, John,
Am
F
C#m
And strike the rising blow.
G#m
Em
Am
Em
T 'was then I liked your chanter -pipe,
John Anderson, my Joe.
John,
Bb
Em
It's either in the warm bed
or else up in the clays.
G
Em
Day you your part a been, John,
A
F#m
A
and trust to me be low,
Em
G
Em
Of twa gae ups for your gae doon,
John,
B
Em
and a son my joe.
Bb
Em
When I begin to hodgy,
Am
Em
see that ye grip me fast,
A
Em
G
see that ye grip me fast,
Em
G
John, until that I cry,
Em
Am
G
Am
O, your back shall crack,
John Anderson, my Joe.
Em
D
I'm braced at like a swan,
Em
G
My whime is like a downed cod,
Em
G
My skin frit up today, John,
it's like the new -fan snow,
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