We All Fake It

2013

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 Breast of thine;  That thou canst never once reflect Auld Lang Syne. CHORUS: On Auld Lang Syne my Jo, On Auld Lang Syne, That thou canst [...]