Auld Lang Syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,And never brought to mind?Should auld acquaintance be forgot,And auld lang syne!
Chorus.—For auld lang syne, my dear,For auld lang syne.We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,For 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.For auld, &c.
We twa hae run about the braes,And pou’d the gowans fine;But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,Sin’ auld lang syne.For auld, &c.
We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,Frae morning sun till dine;But seas between us braid hae roar’dSin’ auld lang syne.For auld, &c.
And there’s a hand, my trusty fere!And gie’s a hand o’ thine!And we’ll tak a right gude-willie waught,For auld lang syne.For auld, &c.