My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose
Eva Cassidy
My love is like a red red rose That’s newly sprung in June; My love is like a melody So sweetly play’d in tune As fair art thou my bonnie lad So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still my dear Though all the seas gone dry. Though all the seas gone dry my dear And the rocks melt with the sun; I will love thee still my dear Though the sands o’ life shall run. So fare-thee-weel my only love! And fare-thee-weel awhile! And I will come to you again Though it were ten thousand miles! Though it were ten thousand miles my dear Though it were ten thousand miles. I will come to you again. Though it were ten thousand miles