'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone
All her lovely companions are faded and gone
No flower of her kindred no rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes or give sigh by sigh
I'll not leave thee though lone one ti pine on the steam
Since the lovely are sleeping go sleeping though with them
Thus kindly I scatter they leaves over teh bed
Where my mates of the garden lie scentless and bed
So soon I may follow my friendship decay
And from love's shining circle the gems drop away
When true hearts lie withered an fond ones are flown
Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone
Writer(s): Traditional, Jack Dorsey, Dp
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