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Auld Lang Syne by Robert Burns

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine;
But we've wandered mony a weary fit
Sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidled i' the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And there's a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught

For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.


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One Two Three by Stuart Macfarlane

One, Two Three,
You sat upon my knee,
Four, Five, Six,
You played with your bricks,
Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten,
You were always reading then,
And now another birthday,
Bravo . . Yippee . . Hooray.
(Copyright Stuart Macfarlane)



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Get Up and Bar the Door by Anonymous

It fell about the Martinmas time,
And a gay time it was than,
When our gudewife got puddin's to mak,
And she boil'd them in the pan.

The wind sae cauld blew south and north,
And blew into the floor:
Quoth our gudeman to our gudewife,
'Gae out and bar the door.'

'My hand is in my hussif-skep.
Gudeman, as ye may see,
An it shou'd nae be barr'd this hundred year.
It's no be barr'd for me.'

They made a paction 'tween them twa,
They made it firm and sure;
That the first word whae'er shou'd speak,
Shou'd rise and bar the door.

Then by there came twa gentlemen,
At twelve o'clock at night,
And they could neither see house nor hall,
Nor coal nor candle-light.

'Now, whether is this a rich man's house,
Or whether is it a poor?'
But never a word wad ane o' them speak,
For barring o' the door.

And first they ate the white puddin's,
And then they ate the black;
Tho' muckle thought the gudewife to hersel',
Yet ne'er a word she spak.

Then said the one unto the other,
'Here, man, tak ye my knife,
Do ye tak aff the auld man's beard,
And I'll kiss the gudewife.'

But there's nae water in the house,
And what shall we do than?'
'What ails you at the puddin' broo,
That boils into the pan?'

O up started our gudeman,
An angry man was he;
'Will ye kiss my wife before my een,
And scald me wi' puddin' bree?'

Then up and started our gudewife,
Gied three skips on the floor:
'Gudeman, ye've spoken the foremost word,
Get up and bar the door.'


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There was an Old Person of Cadiz by Edward Lear

There was an Old Person of Cadiz,
Who was always polite to all ladies;
But in handing his daughter,
He fell into the water,
Which drowned that Old Person of Cadiz.


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I'm walking backwards for Christmas by Spike Milligan

I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea,
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the only thing for me.

I've tried walking sideways,
And walking to the front,
But people just look at me,
And say it's a publicity stunt.

I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
To prove that I love you.

An immigrant lad, loved an Irish colleen
From Dublin Galway Bay.
He longed for her arms,
But she spurned his charms,
And sailed o'er the foam away

She left the lad by himself, on his own
All alone, a-sorrowing
And sadly he dreamed, or at least that's the
way it seemed, buddy,
That an angel choir did sing -
An angel choir did sing.

I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea.
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the finest thing for me.

And so I've tried walking sideways,
And walking to the front.
But people just laughed, and said,
'It's a publicity stunt'.

So I'm walking backwards for Christmas
To prove that I love you.



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