Auld Lang Syne

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The fire that burns below me breast can hardly cool with time
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From more for crest they killed the best in days of Auld Lang Syne

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In days of Auld Lang Syne my dear, for Auld Lang Syne
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We'll take a cup of kindness yet for Auld Lang Syne
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In days of Auld Lang Syne my dear, for Auld Lang Syne
      C      Am     Dm       G       Am   F    C
We'll take a cup of kindness yet for Auld Lang Syne

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They came with guns, we fought with knives, no manly way to do
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Our slaves they were but took our lives, in days of Auld Lang Syne

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In days of Auld Lang Syne my dear, for Auld Lang Syne
      C      Am     Dm       G       Am   F    C
We'll take a cup of kindness yet for Auld Lang Syne
   C       Am        Dm      G         C         F
In days of Auld Lang Syne my dear, for Auld Lang Syne
    C           Am       Dm       G         Am      F         C
Our slaves they were but took our lives, in days of Auld Lang Syne

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Forever is no mornin' light the power who's the wade
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The normal plague below those lights since days of Auld Lang Syne

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Forever feel ashamed me that your plague for your and true
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The slain is rich but you'll be glad for the days of Auld Lang Syne
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In days of Auld Lang Syne my dear, for Auld Lang Syne
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We'll take a cup of wrangles yet for the days of Auld Lang Syne

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