A Red,Red Rose

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