Auld Lang Syne - Mannheim Steamroller

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And days of auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

We twa hae run aboot the braes

And pou’d the gowans fine;

We’ve wander’d mony a weary foot

Sin' auld lang syne

We two hae paidled i' the burn

Frae mornin' sun till dine;

But seas between us braid hae roar’d

Sin' auld lang syne

And here’s a hand, my trusty friend

And gie’s a hand o' thine;

We’ll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And days of auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne