Auld Lang Syne

Shoud auld acquentance be forgot,
An niver brocht tae mynd?
Shoud auld acquentance be forgot,
An auld lang syne!

Owerwird:

For auld lang syne, ma dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o kyndness yit,
For auld lang syne.

An shuirly ye'll be your pint stowp!
An shuirly A'll be mine!
An we'll tak a cup o kyndness yit,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae rin aboot the braes,
An pou'd the gowans fine;
But we'v wandert mony a weary fit
Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidelt in the burn,
Frae mornin sun till dine;
But seas atween us braid haes raired
Sin auld lang syne.

An thare's a haund, ma trusty fere!
An gie's a haund o thine!
An we'll tak a richt guid-willy waucht,
For auld lang syne.

~Lizzy~