Auld Lang Syne

(TUNE: FOR OLD LONG SINE MY JO)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And auld lang syne!

For auld lang syne my jo,

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.

For auld &c.

We twa hae run about the braes,

And pou’d the gowans fine;

But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fitt,

Sin auld lang syne.

For auld &c.

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.

For auld &c.

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.

For auld &c.