Oh my love's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June Oh my love's like a winsome melody Thou art fair, my bonnie la** So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear 'Til all the seas run dry 'Til all the seas run dry, my dear And the rocks melt with the sun; And I will love thee still, my dear While the sands of life shall run Fare-thee-well, my only Love! Fare-thee-well for just a while! For I will come again, my Love Though it were ten-thousand miles 'Til all the seas run dry, my dear And the rocks melt with the sun; And I will love thee still, my dear While the sands of life shall run Fare-thee-well, my only Love! Fare-thee-well for just a while! For I will come again my Love; Though it were ten-thousand miles Oh my love's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June Oh my love's like a winsome melody That's sweetly play'd in tune