Auld lang syne

Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And days of old lang syne

And for old lang syne, my joy (sweetheart)
For old lang syne
We’ll will take a cup of kindness yet
For old lang syne

(other verses)

And surely you will pay for your pint vessel
And surely I will pay for mine
And we will take a cup of kindness yet
For old lang syne

We two have run about the hillsides
And pulled the wild daisies fine
But we have wandered many a weary foot
Since old lang syne

We two have paddled in the stream
From morning sun till noon
But seas between us broad have roared
Since old lang syne

And there is a hand, my trusty friend
And give me a hand of yours
And we will take a right good will drink
For old lang syne