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For times gone bye

Don’t be so ignorant:

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and times gone bye?

For times gone bye, my dear,
for times gone bye,
we’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for times gone bye.
And surely you’ll buy your pint cup
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for times gone bye.

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since times gone bye.

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since times gone bye.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for times gone bye.

There, now you know. It even makes sense.


  1. Rob F says:

    Happy New Year Cats, Nick, Julie, RAB, SAOT, and anyone I might have forgotten (I’m zonked on Strongbow right now)!

  2. RAB says:

    Cheers Rob F, single malt for me.

    “It even makes sense. ”

    Well up to a point….

    “And surely you’ll buy your pint cup
    and surely I’ll buy mine!”

    Does that mean… You’ll have had your tea then?

    Tight gits the Scots!… Hello Sam, didn’t see you there…. 😉

  3. Julie near Chicago says:

    To each and every Kitty Kounter on the planet (and it’s a wonderful planet, it’s just the people who are the problem)–I wish all of you and your dear ones (regardless of number of paws) a very Happy New Year!

    And I don’t suppose this will be of any interest to anyone here, but if there’s anybody musically- or guitaristically-inclined, weblogger John Sexton has “Should Auld Acquaintance…etc.” translated to current English, along with a notation of the chords for a simple guitar rendition. He begins that part of the posting with, “I like to play this in C. For the younguns, just move everything up one. D to C, A7 to G7, Bm to Am…. etc. The pickings below this is in C, move that around as you see fit.” There follow the pickings…and a little more, besides.

    Oh…and several more verses in Medium-Auld Scottish.

    Happy New Year All! :)

  4. CountingCats says:


    The planet may be wonderful, but it is the people who do the appreciating. Take them away and all we have left is a ball of rock, water, various gasses and non sentient life forms, with no one left to give a toss about anything…

    People may be the problem, but whatever the problem is, they are the solution to it as well. In fact, people have no purpose, nor do they need one – they are an end in themselves.

  5. Sam Duncan says:

    Happy New Year, everyone. Here’s hoping for a better one than that last load of rubbish…

    By the way, if you really must sing Burns’s words, it’s “syne”, with an S, not “zyne”. Mind you, nobody ever talked like that. He made it up from a mixture of his local Ayrshire dialect and bits and bobs from around the country that took his fancy. “Scots language” my arse.

    RAB: 😛 I’ve told you before, it’s the Aberdonians.

  6. RAB says:

    We Celts are such a bunch of bullshiters arn’t we Sam? Just make our Kultcha up as we go along, and blame our failings on the English.

    Julie, I am guitaristically inclined, but why would I want to play Auld Lang Syne, when I could (and can) play Goodbye Porkpie Hat instead? If you can play the lead line to “Porkpie” you can jam along with any Jazz or Blues ever written. It’s all in there.

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