Auld Lang Syne Songtext

Should auld acquientance be forgotten
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquientance be forgotten,
days of auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne,
my dear,
for auld lang syne.
We`ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
We twa haè ran about the braes.
and pu`d the gowans fine,
We`ve wandered many aweary foot.
sin auld lang syne.
We twa ha`e sported i`the burn.
Frae mornin` sun till dine,
but seas between us braid ha`e roared,
sin auld lang syne.
And here`s a hand my trusty friend,
ans gie`s a hand o` thine.
We`ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
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