Robert Burns (17591796). Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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238. SongAuld Lang Syne |
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SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, | |
And never brought to mind? | |
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, | |
And auld lang syne! | |
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Chorus.For auld lang syne, my dear, | 5 |
For auld lang syne. | |
Well tak a cup o kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
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And surely yell be your pint stowp! | |
And surely Ill be mine! | 10 |
And well tak a cup okindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
For auld, &c. | |
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We twa hae run about the braes, | |
And poud the gowans fine; | 15 |
But weve wanderd mony a weary fit, | |
Sin auld lang syne. | |
For auld, &c. | |
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We twa hae paidld in the burn, | |
Frae morning sun till dine; | 20 |
But seas between us braid hae roard | |
Sin auld lang syne. | |
For auld, &c. | |
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And theres a hand, my trusty fere! | |
And gies a hand o thine! | 25 |
And well tak a right gude-willie waught, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
For auld, &c. | |
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