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my like a red, red rose,
newly sprung in June:
O my like the melodie,
That's sweetly in tune.

As fair art thou, my lass,
So in luve am I;
And I will thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas dry.

Till a' the gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks wi' the sun;
And I will luve still, my dear,
While the sands o' life run.

And fare-thee-weel, my Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten mile!