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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my deae,
For auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o'kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And here's a hand, my trusty friend,
And gie's a hand of thine,
We'll take a cup of sadness 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.
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