sorry- hit the wrong button before I wrote the chorus.
"We used to gather at The Old Dun Cow
But The Old Dun Cow is done for now
Got no beer, got no gin
Next week they're going to bring the brokers in
So now we gather at The Fountain
After half past nine
And take a cup and drink it up
For the sake of Auld Lang Syne"
(and it tastes like turpentine)