And never brought to mind?
Should old ac quaintance be forgot,
And the days of Auld Lang Syne,
For Auld Lang Syne, my Joe,
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the days of auld lang
We twine a pendant in the burn
From morn and sun till dine
For old Lang Syne, my Joe,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet
For the days of auld lang syne
We twirled about the braes,
We wandered beneath the weary road,
For auld lang syne, my joe,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
for the days of auld lang syne.
And here's a hand, my trusty dear
And here's a hand of thine
We'll take a right good welly walk
For the days of Auld Lang Syne
For Auld Lang Syne, my Joe
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the days of Auld Lang Syne
And surely you'll be your pine stout
And we'll take a cup of kindness yet
For the days of Auld Lang Syne
For Auld Lang Syne, my Joe
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
for the days of Auld Lang Syne
For Auld Lang Syne, my dear,
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
All the days of auld lang syne.