Auld Lang Syne

A little late since it is the new year, but I I’m still singing auld lang syne. And I got to thinking, not many people even know the real words to it. Heck, I didn’t even know until a year or two ago. It is a really pretty song, so more people should know it.

Hehe, I’m told that I’m related to Mary and Robert Burns via my mother’s side of the family. Not sure if that is true or not, but it might be.

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.

No, that is not horribly mispelled. It is Scots. :)

One Response to “Auld Lang Syne”

  1. sharpsight says:

    The Triad speaks:

    blinks

    mutters something incoherent about geas gifties