Auld Lang Syne in the Scottish dialect by Robert Burns Csonga fiddle ,Nick guitar vocals

TAKE A SECOND AND SUBSCRIBE AS HELPS THE ARTIST .. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my jo, 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. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu’d the gowan fine; But we’ve wandered mony a weary fit Sin’ auld lang syne. We twa hae paidled i’ the burn, Frae morning sun till dine; But seas between us braid hae roared 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. For auld lang syne, my jo, For auld lang syne, We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, For auld lang syne.