Auld Lang Syne - The Stylistics

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And days of auld lang syne?

And days of auld lang syne, my dear

And days of auld lang syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And days of auld lang syne?

We twa hae run aboot the braes

And pu'd the gowans fine

We've wandered mony a weary foot

Sin' auld lang syne

Sin' auld lang syne, my dear

Sin' auld lang syne

We've wandered mony a weary foot

Sin' auld ang syne

We twa hae sported i' the burn

From morning sun till dine

But seas between us braid hae roared

Sin' auld lang syne

Sin' auld lang syne, my dear

Sin' auld lang syne

But seas between us braid hae roared

Sin' auld lang syne

And ther's a hand, my trusty friend

And gie's a hand o' thine;

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne