open the door to , oh
oh, open the door, pity to shew,
oh, open the door to , oh,
tho&039; thou hast been false, i&039;ll ever prove true,
oh, open the door to , oh
cauld is the bst upon y pale cheek,
but caulder thy love for , oh:
the frost that freezes the life at y heart,
is nought to y pas frae thee, oh
the wan oon is settg beyond the white wave,
and ti is settg with , oh:
false friends, false love, farewell! for air
i&039;ll ne&039;er trouble the, nor thee, oh
she has open&039;d the door, she has open&039;d it wide,
she sees the pale rse on the p, oh:
“y true love!” she cried, and sank down by his side,
never to rise aga, oh
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