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Should auld acquaintance be forgot, |
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and never brought to mind? |
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot |
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and days of auld lang syne? |
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For auld lang syne, my dear, |
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For auld lang syne, |
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We'll take a cup o' kindness yet |
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For auld lang syne |
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We twa hae run aboot the braes |
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And pou'd the gowans fine; |
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we've wander'd mony a weary foot |
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Sin' auld lang syne |
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We two hae paidled i' the burn, |
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Frae mornin' sun till dine; |
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But seas between us braid hae roar'd |
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Sin' auld lang syne |
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And here's a hand, my trusty friend, |
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And gie's a hand o' thine; |
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We'll take a cup o' kindness yet |
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For auld lang syne |
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot, |
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and never brought to mind? |
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot |
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and days of auld lang syne? |
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For auld lang syne, my dear, |
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For auld lang syne, |
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We'll take a cup o' kindness yet |
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For auld lang syne |