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Auld Lang Syne
“We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid have roar'd,
sin auld lang syne."
A Man's a Man for A' That
For a' that, and a' that,
It's coming yet for a' that,
That Man to Man the warld o'er,
Shall brothers be for a' that.
A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve 's like the melodie,
That's sweetly played in tune.