The Last Rose of Summer (Celtic Woman)

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'Tis the last rose    of  sum-mer
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one
   So   soon  may     I   fol-low 

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Left bloom-  ing   a- lone
 To  pine    on   the stem
When friend-ships de- cay
 
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All   her love-   ly   com- pa- nions
Since the love-   ly   are sleep-ing
And  from love's shin- ing cir- cle 

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 Are  fad- ed   and  gone
 Go  sleep thou with them
The  gems  drop  a-  way

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 No flow-er of   her kind-red
Thus  kind- ly    I  scat-ter 
When true hearts lie with-ered 

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 No rose-  bud  is  nigh
Thy leaves o'er the bed
And fond  ones  are flown

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 To   re- flect back  her blush-es
Where thy mates  of   the gar-den
   Oh      who  would in- ha- bit 

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 Or    give  sigh for sigh
Lie   scent- less and dead
This  bleak world  a- lone?