The following version was recorded from the singing of Jimmy McBeath
at St Andrews, collected by Peter Shepheard in 1965...

John Anderson my Jo, John,
When we were first acquaint,
Your stones gaed rattlin tae ma airse,
An yer cock gaed up ma cunt;
But noo ye're turnin auld John,
It wobbles too and fro,
And it twice gangs by for aince gangs in,
John Anderson my Jo.

Oh John Anderson my Jo, John,
Ye are a dirty Devil,
Ye've muckle need tae wash yer airse
An kame yer hairy pissle;
But the crabs are crawlin roun aboot,
In ma napt ye'll soon find now, [uncertain words
For ye're right up through ma shite bum,
John Anderson ma Jo.

Oh John Anderson ma Jo, John,
For breakfast we'll hae eggs,
An ye'll gie me the lang thing,
't hings atween your legs;
Ye'll lay me on ma back, John,
Cock up ma dending hole, [uncertain word
An ye'll pink yer pole intae ma hole,
John Anderson ma Jo.

Oh John Anderson ma Jo, John,
I mind the nicht right weel,
Ye laid me on ma back John,
Ma nakit thing tae feel;
Ye took it in your hands John,
The rovin Tally Ho!
And ye kissed ma lips and spread ma hips,
John Anderson ma Jo.

John Anderson ma Jo, John,
We've climbed the hills together,
And many's the canty rovin ride,
We've had at een anither;
But noo we're turnin auld John,
Come hand in hand we'll go,
For we'll fuck and fart till death dae part,
John Anderson ma Jo.

Additional verse in bold. The verses are in a different order.

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