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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'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 tak a right gude-willie waught, / For auld lang syne. / For auld, &c.