Sin Auld Lang Syne.
For Auld Lang Syne, &c.
We twa ha’e paid let i’ the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid ha’e roar’d,
Sin Auld Lang Syne.
For Auld Lang Syne, &c.
And there’s a hand my trusty feire,
An’ gi’es a hand o’ thine;
An’ we’ll take a right gude willie waught,