Robbie Burns' original version of Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to min'?

Should auld acquaintence be forgot,

And days o lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne,

We'll tak a cup o kindness yet,

For auld lang syne!

We twa hae run about the braes,

And pu'd the gowans fine;

But we've wandered mony a weary foot,

Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl't i' the burn,

Frae mornin sun till dine:

But seas between us braid hae roar'd,

Sin auld lang syne.

And here's a hand, my trusty fiere,

And gie's a hand o thine;

And we'll tak a right guid willie-waught,

For auld lang syne!

And surely ye'll be your pint-stoup,

And surely I'll be mine;

And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,

For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne,

We'll tak a cup o kindness yet,

For auld lang syne!