Hogmanay (A Scottish Happy New Year)

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

Chorus:

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-stoup!
and surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

Chorus

We twa hae run about the braes,
and pou’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin’ auld lang syne.

Chorus

We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin’ auld lang syne.

Chorus

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
and gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak’ a right gude-willie waught,
for auld lang syne.

Didna any ye ever figure it odd ye sung that ev’ry New Year’s Eve?

Not only is it clearly Robert Burns, but it’s clearly Scots. Scots English if you want to be an asshole. I have books on Scots. It’s not Gaelic, but in my opinion, it is to standard English as Dutch is to German.

So Hogmanay has roots in old Celtic and Norse paganism.

But, I haven’t the time. First foot on me. Who cares. Nobody.