My love's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June
O my love's like the melody,
That's sweetly played 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 seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas 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-thee-well, my only love!
And fare-thee-well, a while!
And I will come again, my love,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!