ROBERT BURN’S VERSION 1788
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And 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.
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.
Free morning sun till dine:
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
And there's a hand, my trusty fiere!
And gies's a hand o'thine!
And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught
For auld lang syne.
THE DAYS OF YORE1971 Translation By J.D. Mackie
Should we forget our former friends
By whom we set great store?
Should we forget the friends we've met
And the brave days of yore?
The days of yore, my dear
The days of yore.
We'll tilt the jug and drain the mug
To the brave days of yore.
I fancy you could sink a pint
And I'll take rather more
And we’ll both get tight with all our might
For the brave days of yore.
We two have wandered on the hills
And daisies pulled galore.
But we've tired our feet on many a street
Since the brave days of yore.
We two have paddled in the brook
>From noon to half - past four
But seas have lain betwixt us twain
Since the brave days of yore.
So let us grasp each other's hand;
And, as I said before
Our hearts we'll cheer with honest beer
For the brave days of yore.
(Shamelesly stolen from Great Scott, Nashville, Ind.)
We hope you'll toast your friends, kiss your loved ones and thank the
Good Lord for the New Year.
Doug & Mary Lee Ross
1960 TR3A (Almost Race Car)
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