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Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to min'?
Should auld acquaintaince 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.

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

We twa hae paidl't i' the burn,
From morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.

And here's a hand, my trusty fiere
And gie's a hand o' thine;
And we'll tak' a right guid willie-waught
For auld lang syne.

And surely you'll be your pint-stowp
And surely I'll be mine;
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

-- Robert Burns (1759-1796)

The Poetical Works of Robert Burns
Edited by the Rev. Robert Aris Wilmot
Boston: Lee and Shepard, Publishers (1872)