Lend me your walking stick And I lean on it And I walk on out through the snow bound yard Past the neighbours on the lawn Drinking last year out I leave this town, cut the year off clear Cauterized by leaving Sick and tired of living last year Roll out the tarmac and baptize the air craft Escaping loss and push me off The cold can bleach us out And freeze our doubt And all that you knew becomes muffled and mute But I'm done with it All this standing stiff When I move my mouth only snow comes out Euthanized by whiteness But I'll arise despite this last year So roll out the tarmac and baptize the aircraft Escaping loss and push me off Should old acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind Should acquaintance be forgot And auld lang syne For auld lang syne, my dear For auld lang syne We'll take a cup of kindness yet For auld lang syne For auld lang syne, my dear For auld lang syne We'll take a cup of kindness yet For auld lang syne X2