Red Roses From My Heart

A RED, RED ROSE O my luve's like a red red rose.That's newly sprung in June; O my luve's like a melodies That's sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deeply in love with you; And I Will love thee still, my Dear, And I Will love thee still, my Dear, Till a'the seas gone dry, my Dear, And the rocks melt wi'd the sun;