For Auld Lang Syne

oh the memories of Childhood, India and Friends..when things were simple.

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne ?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

We two have run about the hills
And pulled the daisies fine
But we've wandered many a weary mile
Since the days long ago.

We two have paddled in the stream
From morning sun till dinner-time
But the broad seas have roared between us
Since the days long ago.
And here's my hand, my trusty friend,
And give me your hand too,
And we will take an excellent good-will drink
For the days of long ago.