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 pintstowp!
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 twahae paidl’d in the burn,
Fraemorning sun tilldine;
Butseas between us braidhaeroar’d
Sin’auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

And there’s a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie’s a hand o’thine!
And we’ll taka right gude-willie waught,
For auldlangsyne.
For auld, &c.