Scottish menu : My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose - Robert Burns (Eva Cassidy)

My (G) love is like a (Em) red, red rose
That's (C) newly sprung in (D) June;
My (G) love is like a (Em) melody
So (C) sweetly (D) play'd in (G) tune

(G) As fair art thou, my (C) bonnie (G) lad,
So deep in (C) love am (D) I;
And (G) I will (Bm) love thee (C) still, my (G) dear,
Though (C) all the (D) seas gang (G) dry.

Though (G) all the seas gang (Em) dry, my dear,
And the (C) rocks melt with the (D) sun;
I (G) will love thee (Em) still my dear,
Though the (C) sands o' (D) life shall (G) run.

(G) So fare-thee-weel, my (C) only (G) love!
And fare-thee-(C)weel a(D)while!
And (G) I will (Bm) come to (C) you a(G)gain,
Though it (C) were ten (D) thousand (G) miles!

Though it (G) were ten thousand (Em) miles, my dear
Though it (C) were ten thousand (D) miles.
I (G) will come to (Em) you again.
Though it (C) were ten (D) thousand (G) miles