| 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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| We two have run about the hills
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| And pulled the daisies fine,
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| But we have wandered a weary foot
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| Since days of Auld Lang Syne.
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| For auld lang syne,
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| For auld lang syne,
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| We’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
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| For auld lang syne!
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| We two have paddled in the stream
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| From noon til dinner time,
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| But seas between us have roared
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| Since days of Auld Lang Syne.
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| So here is a hand, my trusty friend,
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| And give us a hand of yours,
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| And we will take a goodwill drink
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| For 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 of kindness yet,
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| For auld lang syne!
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| For auld lang syne,
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| For auld lang syne,
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| We’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
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| For auld lang syne! |