and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and the days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the sake of auld lang syne
And surely you'll be your pint stout
And we'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the sake of auld lang syne
For Auld Lang Syne, my dear,
We'll take a cup of wine this jet,
for the sake of Auld Lang Syne
We twear honour about the braes
But we've wandered many weary foot
for the sin of Auld Lang Syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
We'll take a cup of fine chit
For the sake of auld lang syne
We twain had played here in the burn
From mornin' till till dine
But seas between us spray here
For Auld Lang Syne, my dear
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the sake of auld lang syne
And there's a hand my trusty fray
And here's a hand of thine
We'll take a right good willy what
For the sake of auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
We'll take a cup of pine and a shet
For the sake of auld lang syne
Should all the Quiltons be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should all the Quiltons be forgot
For the sake of Old Lands Ide
For Old Lands Ide, my dear
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the sake of auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the sake of auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
We'll take a cup of hindershet,
for the sake of auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
