Andre Rieu – Auld Lang Syne Lyrics

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 auld lang syne

We twa hae run aboot the braes

And pou’d the gowans fine;

we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot

Sin’ auld lang syne

We two hae paidled i’ the burn,

Frae mornin’ sun till dine;

Sin’ auld lang syne

And here’s a hand, my trusty friend,

And gie’s a hand o’ thine;

We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet

For auld lang syne

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 auld lang syne