Auld Lang Syne - Various Artists/William Connel

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Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought 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 take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

We twa hae run about the braes

And pou'd the gowans fine

But we've wander'd mony a weary fit

Sin' days of auld lang syne

We twa hae paidl'd in the strim

Frae morning sun till dine

But seas between us braid hae roar'd

Sin' days of auld lang syne

For auld lang syne my dear

For auld lang syne

We'll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

And surely ye'll be your pint' stowp

And surely I'll be mine

We'll take a cup o' kindness yet

For days of auld lang syne

And there's my hand my trusty friend

And give I hand of dink

And we will take an excellent good-will drink

For days of lang syne

For auld lang syne my dear

For auld lang syne

We'll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne