A Red, Red Rose

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve 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 luve 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!