A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune As fair art thou, my bonnie lass So deep in luve am I And I will love thee still, my Dear Till a, the seas gang dry Till a‚ the seas gang dry, my Dear And the rocks melt wi‚ the sun I will love thee still, my Dear While the sands o‚ life shall run And fare thee weel, my only Luve! And fare thee weel, a while! And I will come again, my Luve Tho‚ it were ten thousand mile!