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Choral score

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Text:

O my Luve’s like a red, red (noun)
That’s (adverb) sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s (adverb) play’d in (noun).

As fair art thou, my (adjective) lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will (verb) thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the (plural noun) (verb) dry:

Till a’ the (previous plural noun) (previous verb) dry, my (term of endearment),
And the rocks melt with the sun:
I will (verb) thee still, my (baked good),
While the (plural noun) of (noun) shall run.
I will (previous verb) thee still,
I will (previous verb) thee still, my (baked good).

And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will (previous verb) again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand (plural noun). 

- Robert Burns