Robert Burns - Tho' Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part lyrics
Tune—"The Northern La**." Tho' cruel fate should bid us part, Far as the pole and line, Her dear idea round my heart, Should tenderly entwine. Tho' mountains, rise, and deserts howl, And oceans roar between; Yet, dearer than my d**hless soul, I still would love my Jean. . . . . . . .