Should All Acquaintance Be Forgotten And Never Brought To Mind? Should All Acquaintance Be Forgotten And Never Brought To Mind? Should All Acquaintance Be Forgotten 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 two have run out through the breeze And pulled the cold winds by We've wandered many weary footsteps In auld lang syne We two have spotted either glimpse Of grey morning sun till dine But seas between us bring clear odds In auld lang syne And here's a hand, my trusting friend And I is a hand o' thine We'll take a cup o' kindness yet, for auld lang syne Should All Acquaintance Be Forgotten And Never Brought To Mind? Should All Acquaintance Be Forgotten 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 For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne We'll take a cup o' kindness yet, for auld lang syne