Auld lang syne

And for auld lang syne, my jo
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days o’ auld lang syne

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp
And surely I’ll be mine
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne

We twa hae run about the braes
And pu’d the gowans fine
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot
Sin auld lang syne

We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn
Frae mornin’ sun till dine
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin auld lang syne

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere
And gie’s a hand o’ thine
And we’ll tak a right guid willy waught
For auld lang syne

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