Chris Bathgate - Auld Lang Syne Lyrics

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

We twa hae run about the braes
And pu'd the gowans fine
We've wandered many a weary foot
Sin auld lang syne

We twa hae paidl'd i' the burn
From morning sun 'til dawn
But seas between us brayed and roared
Sin auld lang syne

And there's a hand, my trusty friend
And gives a hand of thine
We'll tak a right gude-willy waught
For auld lang syne

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp
And surely I'll be mine
And we'll take a cup o' 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

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne