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 lass
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