As with Comin' through the rye, "My love is like a red, red rose" is song known in childhood but never learned it until coming across it in Andrew Gant's Folk Songs of the British Isles. The text is another Robert Burns masterpiece also found in the The Scots Musical Museum (1782-1803).
I love the Apocalypse-like prophecy in the second verse when the singer exclaims that he will love his love ... till all the seas gang dry, my love and the rocks will melt in the sun. At least it is not forever as in some songs! Did our Rabbie know back in the 1780's that our sun will become a red giant in some 5 billion years?

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