| My love is like a red, red rose
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| That’s newly sprung in June
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| My love is like a melody
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| That’s sweetly played in tune
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| As fair art thou, my Bonnie lass
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| So deep in love am I
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| And I will love thee still, my dear
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| 'Til all the seas gang dry
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| 'Til all the seas gang dry my dear
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| And the rocks melt with the sun
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| And I will love thee still, my dear
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| While sands of life shall run
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| But fare thee well, my only love
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| Oh, fare thee well a while
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| And I will come again, my love
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| Tho' 't were ten thousand mile
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| As fair art thou, my Bonnie lass
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| So deep in love am I
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| And I will love thee still, my dear
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| 'Til all the seas gang dry, gang dry |