Auld Lang Syne - Chris Mann

Should old acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind?

Should old acquaintance be forgot

And auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup of kindness yet

For auld lang syne

We two have run about the fields

And picked some daisies fine

But we’ve wandered many a weary foot

Since auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup of kindness yet

For auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup of kindness yet

For auld lang syne

We’ll take a cup of kindness yet

For auld lang syne