My Love Is Like a Red, Red Rose (Caledonia-The Homecoming)

My love's like a red, red rose
That's newly [bad word] in June; 

My love is like a melody
So sweetly play'd in tune

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, 
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 [bad word] 

So fare-thee-weel, my only love! 
And fare-thee-weel awhile! 
And I [bad word] to you again, 
Though it were ten thousand miles! 

Though it were ten thousand miles, my dear
Though it twere ten thousand miles.
I [bad word] to you again.
Though it twere ten thousand miles