Cold Poverty And Restless Love

Cold Poverty And Restless Love
1. Oh, cold poverty, and restless love,
You wreck my peace between you;
Yet poverty’s I could forgive,
If it weren’t for my Jeanie.
Oh why should Fate such pleasure have,
Life's dearest bands untwining?
Oh why such a sweet flower as love
Depends on Fortune's shining?
Refrain: My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
My love is like a melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
And you’re so fair, my lovely lass,
And so deep in love am I,
That I will love you still, my dear,
Till all the seas run dry.

2. Her eyes, so prettily blue, betray
How she repays my passion;
But prudence’s always her refrain,
She talks of rank and fashion.
Oh what can prudence think upon,
O what can prudence think upon,
And so in love as I am?
Refrain.
Solo.
Refrain: My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
My love is like a melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
And fare you well, my only love!
And fare you well, awhile!
And I will come again, my love,
Though it were ten thousand mile.
Lyrics by R. Burns (1759—1796)
Music, arrangement, playing & singing –
Alex Martovski