Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 

And never brought to mind? 

Should auld acquaintance be forgot 

And days of auld lang syne? 

And days of auld lang syne, my dear, 

And days of auld lang syne, 

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 

And days of auld lang syne? 

We twa ha"e run aboot the braes 

And pu"d the gowans fine, 

We"ve wander"d mony a weary foot, 

Sin auld lang syne. 

Sin auld lang syne, my dear, 

Sin auld lang syne, 

We"ve wander"d mony a weary foot, 

Sin auld lang syne? 

We twa ha"e sported i" the burn, 

From morning sun till dine, 

But seas between us braid ha"e roar"d 

Sin" auld lang syne. 

Sin auld lang syne, my dear, 

Sin auld lang syne, 

But seas between us braid ha"e roar"d 

Sin auld lang syne? 

And here"s a hand, my trusty frien", 

And gie"s a hand o" thine; 

We"ll take a cup of kindness yet, 

For auld lang syne. 

For auld lang syne, my dear, 

For auld lang syne, 

We"ll take a cup of kindness yet, 

For auld lang syne.