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(from Wikipedia) A Scottish poem written by Robert Burns in 1788 and set to the tune of a traditional folk song. The song’s Scots title may be translated into English literally as “old long since”, or more idiomatically, “long long ago” or “days gone by”.
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Thus Sang the Bard at Beltaine
Comyn's Bardic Closet
Auld Lang Syne
by trad
Should [G] auld acquaintance [D] be forgot
And [G] never brought to [C] mind?
Should [G] auld acquaintance [D] be forgot
And [C] days of auld lang [G] syne? [days of old long since]
(Chorus
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.)
We twa hae run about the braes [... slopes]
And pu’d the gowans fine [... picked the daisies]
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot
Sin’ auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’t in the burn [..paddled in the stream]
Frae morning sun till dine [dinner time]
But seas between us braid hae roar’d [... broad have roared]
Sin’ auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll bee your pint staup [... buy your pint cup]
And surely I’ll bee mine
And we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
And [G] never brought to [C] mind?
Should [G] auld acquaintance [D] be forgot
And [C] days of auld lang [G] syne? [days of old long since]
(Chorus
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.)
We twa hae run about the braes [... slopes]
And pu’d the gowans fine [... picked the daisies]
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot
Sin’ auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’t in the burn [..paddled in the stream]
Frae morning sun till dine [dinner time]
But seas between us braid hae roar’d [... broad have roared]
Sin’ auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll bee your pint staup [... buy your pint cup]
And surely I’ll bee mine
And we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.