A Red, Red Rose (A Scottish Song) by Words by R. Burns

1. O, my love is like a red, red rose, That’s newly sprung in June.

O, my love is like the melodie, That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I, And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry?

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry, And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry.

2. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And rocks melt wi’ the sun!

And I will love thee still, my dear, While sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only love, And fare thee well a while!

And I will come again, my love, Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile!

Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile, my love, Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile, And I will come again, my love, Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile!