Burns' Popular Songs/A Red Red Rose

by Robert Burns (1759-1796)

A Red Red Rose.

Oh, my love's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
Oh, my love's like the melodie,
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;
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only love!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my love,
Though it were ten thousand mile.

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