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 SCOTCH SONGS. Sure makes a heaven here on earth John Anderson my Jo. And ilka lad and lass, John Anderson my JO, John, Fates up and down we'v kmat, Yet aye whate'er our lot, John, We with it were content; And that's the best of !ear, Jobre, It frae us ne'er can go, 'l'ho' goud be scant, love we'll nee want, John Anderson my Jo. And that's the best o' gear, &. John Anderson my Jo, John, Life's hitl we clam thegither, qnd mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' one anithe, But now we're tort'ring down, John, So hand and hand we go, And we'll sleep thegither at the fxt, John Anderson my Jo. But n(w we're tott'ring down, ohn AnderSon my Jo, John, . When we again awake, Our bairn//we will collect, John, And thqi our' journey take; For hear devoid of guile, John, Find nds where'or they go, . And serhs bright shall guide us right, John Anderson my Jo. ' For hearts devoid of ,rile, &c. ., As walking forth to view the plain, Upon a morning early, Whe May's sweet scent dM cheer my -- -From flow'rs wlch grew so rarely,

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