heh, it seems like everyone in these forums is getting ready like its going to be a new year! :celebrate: :celebration:
For Should Old Acquaintance be forgot,
and never thought upon;
The flames of Love extinguished,
and fully past and gone:
Is thy sweet Heart now grown so cold,
that loving briast of thine;
That thou canst never once reflect
on Old long syne.
CHORUS:
EVERYONE!
On Old long syne my Jo,
in Old long syne,
That thou canst never once reflect,
on Old long syne.