AULD LANG SYNE
(Robert Burns)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' 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.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

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

We twa hae paidled i' the burn
Frae mornin' sun 'til dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.

And there's a hand, my trusty friere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right guide willy waught,
For auld lang syne.