Auld Lang Syne Lyrics

 

Traditional Scottish Folksong, Written By: Robert Burns

Arranged By: J.S. Fearis Copyright Unknown

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brocht to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And days of auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne;

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne.

We twa ha'e run aboot the braes,

And pu'd the gowans fine;

But we've wandered mony a weary foot

Sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne;

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne.

We twa ha'e paidled i' the burn

Frae mornin' sun till dine;

But seas between us braid ha'e roared

Sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne;

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne.

And here's a hand, my trusty frien',

And gie's a hand o' thine;

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne;

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne.

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