Auld Lang Syne - Various Artists/William Connel
Lyrics by:Traditional Song
Composed by:Traditional Song
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