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 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 take a cup o' kindness yet
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For auld lang syne
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And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
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And surely I'll be mine!
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And we'll take 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 take a cup o' kindness yet
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For auld lang syne
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We twa hae run about the braes,
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An pou'd the gowans fine
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But we've wander'd mony a weary fitt,
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Sin' 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 take a cup o' kindness yet
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For auld lang syne
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We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
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Frae morning sun till dine;
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But seas between us braid hae roar'd,
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Sin 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 take a cup o' kindness yet
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For auld lang syne
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And there's a hand, my trusty fiere!
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And gie's a hand o' thine!
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And we'll take a right gude-willie waught,
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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 take a cup o' kindness yet
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For auld lang syne
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Auld Lang Syne
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| James Taylor |
