Auld Lang Syne

Lyrics
We twa hae rin aboot the braes And pu'd the gowans fine We've wandered many's the weary step Since Auld Lang Syne We twa he paidled in the burn Frae morning sun 'til dine But seas between us brade he roared Since Auld Lang Syne Aye and surely you'll be your pint stoup And surely I'll be mine We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For Auld Lang Syne So here's a hand my trusty frien' And here's a haud o' thine We'll drink a right guid wullie waught For the sake o' Auld Lang Syne For Auld Lang Syne, my dear For Auld Lang Syne We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet For the sake o' Auld Lang Syne
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Credits
- Writers
- Tannahill Weavers
- Robert Burns