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Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

Auld Lang Syne


Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus - For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

Chorus...

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit
Sin' auld lang syne.

Chorus...

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us briad hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.

Chorus...

And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak' a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.

Chorus...

Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2001
Edited: Sunday, May 13, 2001

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  • Ian Fraser (1/14/2011 8:40:00 AM)

    How many of us (including English!) have sung this at New Year without knowing that it was by Robert Burns. I was delighted to read the other verses - like most people I imagine I didn't know it had any. (Report) Reply

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