Lyrics

Another year, another year Raise your glass high Leaves will fall, the snow will fall Raise your glass high Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind One year, now We're all here, now Tonight, to hell with everything else We'll drink hard, we'll drink to ourselves Raise your glass high... To fallen friends To tragic ends To lovers lost Of a heart's exhaust To wasted time To wasting time (Raise your glass high) To money gained To money spent A whim's in need of a real intent. (wrong) To its resolving arguments One year, now We're all here, now Tonight, to hell with everything else We'll drink hard, we'll drink to ourselves Here's to a hundred years And if the drink should fall... Let it fall for the drinkers Let it fall... Fall Tonight, to hell with everything else We'll drink hard, we'll drink to ourselves