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In case you need it, here are the words to Auld 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?

Chorus:

For auld lang syne, my jo,

For auld lang syne,

We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,

For auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stoup,

And surely I’ll be mine;

And we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet,

For auld lang syne.

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.

We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,

Frae morning sun till dine;

But seas between us braid hae roar’d.

Sin’ auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!

And gie’s a hand o’ thine!

And we’ll tak’ a right gud-wellie waught,

For auld lang syne.

And in case you’ve never figured out the lyrics, this a translation of Robert Burns famous poem translated:

Should old friendship be forgot’

And never remembered?

Should old friendship be forgotten,

And days of long ago.

And surely you will have your tankard!

And surely I will have mine!

And we will take a cup of kindness yet,

For days of long ago’

We two have run about the hills

And pulled the daisies fine:

But we have wandered many a weary foot

Since days of long ago.

We two have waded in the stream

From dawn till dinner-time:

But seas between us broad have roared

Since days of long ago.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend!

And give me a hand of thine!

And we will take a large draught

For days of long ago.