O my Luve's like a red, red rose 

That's newly sprung in June 

O my Luve's like the melodie 

That's sweetly play'd in tune 


As fair art thou, my bonnie lass 

So deep in luve 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 Luve! 

And fare thee weel, a while! 

And I will come again, my Luve 

Tho‚ it were ten thousand mile!