Auld Lang Syne
(The Song That Nobody Knows)
Robert Burns
Scottish Poet (1759-1796)
Robert Burns sent a copy of the original song to the British Museum with this comment: "The following song, an old song, of the olden times, and which has never been in print, nor even in manuscript until I took it down from an old man's singing , is enough to recommend any air." (Gavin Grieg: "Last Leaves of Traditional Ballads")
Everybody has heard and maybe even sung this famous song, but what the heck does it mean? Here's the answer.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!
Chorus -
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit
Sin' auld lang syne.
Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us briad hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak' a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.
Chorus-
For auld land syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
