Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
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And never brought to mind?
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
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And days of auld lang syne?
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And days of auld lang syne, my dear,
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And days of auld lang syne.
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
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And days of auld lang syne?
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We twa hae run aboot the braes
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And pu'd the gowans fine.
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We've wandered mony a weary foot,
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Sin' auld lang syne.
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Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,
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Sin' auld lang syne,
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We've wandered mony a weary foot,
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Sin' auld ang syne.
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We twa hae sported i' the burn,
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From morning sun till dine,
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But seas between us braid hae roared
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Sin' auld lang syne.
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Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,
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Sin' auld lang syne.
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But seas between us braid hae roared
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Sin' auld lang syne.
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And ther's a hand, my trusty friend,
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And gie's a hand o' thine;
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We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
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For auld lang syne.
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For auld lang syne, my dear,
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For auld lang syne,
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We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
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For auld lang syne.
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Auld Lang Syne
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| Billy Joel |
