Auld Lang Syne

Should a[D]uld acquaintance [A]be forgot,
And n[Bm]ever brought to m[G]ind? [A]
Should a[D]uld acquaintance b[A]e forgot,
And a[G]uld la[A]ng sy[D]ne?

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

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine,
And we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne

We twa hae run about the braes
And pou'd the gowans fine.
We've wandered monie a weary fit,
Sin' auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.

Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,
Sin' auld lang syne.
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.

And ther's a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o' thine;
We'll tak' a right guid-willie waught
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.