Auld Lang Syne
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Old Long Ago / Times Gone By
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An ancient Scottish song of friendship and salutation that was
first published ca1700. A similar tune was later transcribed by
Robert Burns "from an old man's singing", and was adapted for
publication in 1796. A reprint of the same title by Allan Ramsay,
published in 1787, was a song about love instead of a song about
parting.
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
An' never brought to min'?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
An' days o' lang syne?
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(old)
(old)
(long ago)
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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(old times)
(times gone by)
(old long ago)
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An' surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
An' surely I'll be mine;
An' we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
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(pay for, pint-sized tankard)
(pay for)
(times gone by)
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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(old times)
(times gone by)
(old long ago)
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We twa hae run about the braes,
An' pou'd the gowans fine;
But we'be wander'd monie a weary fit,
Sin' auld lang syne.
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(two, hills)
(pulled, daisies)
(many, foot)
(times gone by)
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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(old times)
(times gone by)
(old long ago)
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We twa hae paidl't i' the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
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(two, paddled, stream)
(from, dinnertime)
(broad)
(old long ago)
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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(old times)
(times gone by)
(old long ago)
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An' there's a hand, me trusty fiere,
An' gie's a hand o' thine,
An' we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.
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(friend)
(give us)
(goodwill drink)
(times gone by)
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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(old times)
(times gone by)
(old long ago)
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Auld Lang Syne
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Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days of long ago?
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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And surely you'll pay for your pint-tankard,
And surely I'll pay for mine;
And we'll take a cup of kindness yet
For times gone by.
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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We two have run about the hills,
And pulled the daisies fine,
But we've wandered many a weary foot
Since times gone by.
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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We two have paddled in the stream,
From morning sun till dinnertime,
But seas between us broad have roared
Since old long ago.
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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And here's a hand, my trusty friend,
And give us a hand of thine,
And we'll take a right goodwill drink,
For times gone by.
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For auld syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
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