Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne - Iris Noëlle

Lyrics by：Trad. Arr. Douglas Menzies MacLean

Composed by：Trad. Arr. Douglas Menzies MacLean

Should auld acquaintance

Be forgot

And never brought to mind

Should auld acquaintance

Be forgot

And days of auld

Lang syne

For auld lang syne

My dear

For auld lang syne

We'll take a cup

O' kindness yet

For days of auld

Lang syne

We twa hae run

About the braes

And pu'd the gowans fine

But we've wander'd mony

A weary fit

Sin days of auld

Lang syne

And we twa hae paidl'd

I' the burn

Frae morning sun

'Til dine

But seas between us

Braid hae roar'd

Sin days of auld

Lang syne

For auld lang syne

My dear

For auld lang syne

We'll take a cup

O' kindness yet

For days of 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

And there's a hand

My trusty fiere

And gie's a hand

O' thine

And we'll take a right

Gude willy waught

For auld lang syne

For auld lang syne

My dear

For auld lang syne

We'll take a cup

O' kindness yet

For auld lang syne