Robert Burns

[Burns statute in Dumfries]

AUD LANG SYNE

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll talk a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
Should acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should acquaintance be forgot,
And 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 twae hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd monie a wearie fit,
Sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us brae hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.
And there's a hand my trustee fiere,
And gie's a hand o thine,
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne

Robert Burns (1759-1796), Scotland's best loved bard.

On the anniversary of his birth, Scots both at home and abroad celebrate with a Burns Supper, where they address the haggis, the ladies and the whiskey.

A celebration that would make him proud.