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See also Burns, R., Auld Lang Syne, 1788.

  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 stoup!
  And surely I’ll be mine!
  And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
  For auld lang syne.

  Chorus

  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.

  Chorus

  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.

  Chorus

  And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
  And gie’s a hand o thine!
  And we’ll tak a right gude-willie-waught,
  For auld lang syne.