Should old acquaintances be forgotten
And never be remembered?
Should old acquaintances be forgotten
and auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne
We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne!
And surely you'll have your pint cup,
And surely I'll have mine.
And we'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
We two have run about the hills
And pulled the daisies fine
But we've wandered many a weary mile
Since auld lang syne.
We two have paddled in the stream
From morning sun till dinner-time
But the broad seas have roared between us
Since auld lang syne.
And here's my hand, my trusty friend,
And give me your hand too,
And we will take an excellent good-will drink
For auld lang syne.
-Robert Burns
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