Now, let's take a look at the body part.
Should all the Quintains be forgot and never brought to mind?
Should all the Quintains be forgot and old Lang Syne?
For old Lang Syne, my Joe, for old Lang Syne, we'll take a couple Quintains yet, for old Lang Syne.
And surely you'll be your paint stout, and surely I'll be mine, and we'll take a couple Quintains yet, for old Lang Syne.
For old Lang Syne, my Joe, for old Lang Syne, we'll take a couple Quintains yet, for old Lang Syne.
We twar, hey, run, ah, put the braze, and put the gowns fine.
But we've wandered, money, ah, weary, fed, send old Lang Syne.
We twar, hey, piddle in the bulb, fray mornin' sun till day.
But seas between us, great hero, send old Lang Syne.
For old Lang Syne, my Joe, for old Lang Syne, we'll take a couple Quintains yet, for old Lang Syne.
And there's a hand, my trusty fear, and he's a hand o'er thine, and we'll take a written willyward, for old Lang Syne.
For old Lang Syne, my Joe, for old Lang Syne, we'll take a couple Quintains yet, for old Lang Syne.
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