Eva Cassidy - My love is like a red red rose

My ^Flove is like a ^Amred, red rose F G [G7] That's newly sprung in June; My ^Flove is like a ^Ammelody F G [G7] F So sweetly play'd in tune

^FAs fair art thou, my ^Fbonnie ^Flad, F G [G7] So deep in love am I; And ^FI will ^Emlove thee ^Fstill, my ^Fdear, Though ^Fall the ^Gseas gone ^Fdry.

Though ^Fall the seas gone ^Amdry, my dear, F G [G7] And the rocks melt with the sun; ^FI will love thee ^Amstill my dear, F G [G7] F Though the sands o' life shall run.

^FSo fare-thee-weel, my ^Fonly ^Flove! F G [G7] And fare-thee-weel awhile! And ^FI will ^Emcome to ^Fyou a^Fgain, Though it ^Fwere ten ^Gthousand ^Fmiles!

Though it ^Fwere ten thousand ^Ammiles, my dear F G [G7] Though it were ten thousand miles. ^FI will come to ^Amyou again. F G [G7] F Though it were ten thousand miles