As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I.
And Iwill luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
III.
Till a’the seas gang dry, my dear,
Ad the rocks melt wi’ the sun!
And I will luve thee stil,. my dear,
While the sands o’life shall run.
IV.
And fare thee well, my only luve,
And the rocks melt wi’the sun!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho’it were the thousand miles!