Robert Burns - A Red, Red Rose - Song

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Robert Burns - A Red, Red Rose - Sung by Andy M. Stewart

A Red, Red Rose
By Robert Burns (1759-1796)

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 played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie 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, awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Though it were ten thousand mile!

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