Te-Totaller's Auld Lang Syne

Be days of drinking wine forgot, Let water goblets shine-- And from your memory ever blot The days of drinking wine. Those days of drinking wine my friend, Those days of drinking wine; A temperance hour is worth a power Of days of drinking wine! We twa have quaff'd in days long past Bright juices of the vine, But let us from our memories cast Those customs of "lang syne." Bad customs of "lang syne," my friend, Bad customs of "lang syne;" Our temperance age must blot the page Of customs of "lang syne." We twa can meet as friends should meet, We twa together dine, Our beverage quaff from fountains sweet, And never think of wine. At temperance's shrine, we're pledg'd, my friend, We're pledged at her fair shrine; And hold her cause above the laws And customs of "lang syne."