If you're like me,
you just insist on
keeping up tradition.
Thats why I will most certainly
have a bottle of something
on New Year's Eve
with a shot glass to drink it from.
Nine times out of ten
you just insist on
keeping up tradition.
Thats why I will most certainly
have a bottle of something
on New Year's Eve
with a shot glass to drink it from.
Nine times out of ten
I end up laughing hysterically
and getting pictures snapped of me
that end up on ugly.com.
Hopefully, this year I can
maintain my poise
and still
be a fun gal.
I've been trying to practice
Auld Lang Syne-
and it's one of those songs
that no one really knows the words to.
Plus- what is the modern translation?
For all you party-goers-
here's what you'll be saying at midnight tomorrow:
Should old acquaintances be forgotten
And never be remembered?
Should old acquaintances be forgotten
and days long ago.
Chorus:
For days long ago, my dear,
For days long ago
We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For days long ago!
And surely you'll have your pint tankard
And surely I'll have mine.
And we'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For days long ago.
Chorus
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.
Chorus
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.
Chorus
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.
Should old acquaintances be forgotten
And never be remembered?
Should old acquaintances be forgotten
and days long ago.
Chorus:
For days long ago, my dear,
For days long ago
We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For days long ago!
And surely you'll have your pint tankard
And surely I'll have mine.
And we'll drink a cup of kindness yet
For days long ago.
Chorus
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.
Chorus
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.
Chorus
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.