'Auld Lang Syne' is a Scots poem written by Robert Burns in 1788 and set to the tune of a traditional folk song. It is well known in many countries, especially in the English-speaking world, its traditional use being to bid farewell to the old year at the stroke of midnight.
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Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely youll buy your pint cup!
and surely Ill buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely youll buy your pint cup!
and surely Ill buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
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We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But weve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
and picked the daisies fine;
But weve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.
And theres a hand my trusty friend!
And give us a hand o thine!
And well take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.
And give us a hand o thine!
And well take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne*?
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne*?
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For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
well tak a cup o kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely yell be your pint-stowp!
and surely Ill be mine!
And well tak a cup o kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
for auld lang syne,
well tak a cup o kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely yell be your pint-stowp!
and surely Ill be mine!
And well tak a cup o kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pud the gowans fine;
But weve wanderd mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.
and pud the gowans fine;
But weve wanderd mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidld i' the burn,
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roard
sin auld lang syne.
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roard
sin auld lang syne.
And theres a hand, my trusty fiere!
and gie's a hand o thine!
And well tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
and gie's a hand o thine!
And well tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
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