Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should all acquaintance be forgot
And days auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne

Where we, too, have run about the braes
And pulled the gowans fine
But we've wandered many a weary foot
Since auld lang syne

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

We, too, have pedaled in the burn
From morning sun 'til dine
Oh but seas between us braid have roared
Since auld lang syne

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

And there's a hand, my trusty fiere
And he'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 of kindness yet
For auld lang, one more time

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For auld (auld lang)
Lang syne