The River down, to dine,
And whiles without the whitebait gane,
’Sin auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.
Noo, gie’s a lift, my trusty friends,
And here’s a lift o’ mine;
And we’ll tak’ a right guid Johnnie-waught
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang, &c.
And surely ye’ll be your staunch votes,