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Auld Lang Syne

We sing it every year (well, the first verse, anyway) at the stoke of midnight of the New Year. But what, exactly, does the Scots poem written by Robert Burns (just make sure you r-r-roll your R-r-r-r's when you say his name: "R-r-r-robert Bur-r-r-rns") and set to the tune of a traditional folk song actually mean?

I'm glad you asked.

Auld Lang Syne 

by Robert Burns (1788)

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 about the braes,

And pu'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit
Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl't in the burn

Frae 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 gie's a hand o' thine,
And we'll tak a right guid willie-waught
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!


Should old acquaintances be forgotten,

And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintances be forgotten,
And days of long ago!


For old long ago, my dear

For old long ago,
We will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago.

We two have run about the hillsides

And pulled the daisies fine,
But we have wandered many a weary foot
For old long ago.

We two have paddled (waded) in the stream

From noon until dinner time,
But seas between us broad have roared
Since old long ago.

And there is a hand, my trusty friend,

And give us a hand of yours,
And we will take a goodwill draught (of ale)
For old long ago!

And surely you will pay for your pint,

And surely I will pay for mine!
And we will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago!

Sorry, boys...


TUNESMITH TUESDAY - "Same Auld Lang Syne" by Dan Fogleberg

Same Auld Lang Syne

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged

Went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I
Saw doubt or gratitude

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another 'auld lang syne'

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain

Then and Now


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