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We twa hae paidelt in the burn,
When simmer days did shine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld langsyne.
For a' langsyne, &c.
When simmer days did shine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld langsyne.
For a' langsyne, &c.
An' there's a hand my, trusty friend,
An' gies a claught o' thine,
An' we'll toom the cup to Friendship's growth
An' auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, &c.
An' gies a claught o' thine,
An' we'll toom the cup to Friendship's growth
An' auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, &c.
An' surely ye'll be your pint-stoup,
As sure as I'll be mine,
An' we'll take a right gudewillie waught
For auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, my dear,
For auld langsyne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld langsyne.
As sure as I'll be mine,
An' we'll take a right gudewillie waught
For auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, my dear,
For auld langsyne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld langsyne.
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