Auld Lang Syne / Robert Burns

Auld Lang Syne

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

We twa hae run about the braes,
    And pu’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit
    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 there’s a hand, my trusty fere,
    And gie’s a hand o’ thine;
And we’ll tak a right guid-willie waught
    For auld lang syne.

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Robert Burns (1759-1796), 1788

from Selections from the Poems, 1898

[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]

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"Auld Lang Syne" sung by Dougie MacLean. Courtesy  butterstonestudios.