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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.