Oh, my love's like a red red rose
that's newly sprung in June
Oh my Loves's like the melody
that's sweetly played in tune
As fair art thou, my bonnie la**
So deep in love am I
and I will love thee still, my dear
till all the seas gang dry
Till all the seas gang dry, my dear
and all the rocks will melt wi'the sun
I will love thee still, my dear
while the sands of live shall run
Love seeketh not itself to please
nor for itself has any care
but for another give its ease
and builds a heaven in hell's despair
And fare thee well, my only Love!
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Love
tho' it were ten thousand miles!