Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brocht to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne ?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne ;
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

We twa ha’e run aboot the braes,
And pu’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wandered mony a weary foot
Sin’ auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne ;
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

We twa ha’e paidled i’ the burn
Frae mornin’ sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid ha’e roared
Sin’ auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne ;
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

And here’s a hand, my trusty frien’,
And gie’s a hand o’ thine ;
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne ;
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.