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It's Too Late
It's too Elate, AsheE's gone It's too late, my Ababy's gone E (n.c.) Wish I had told her she was my only one B7But it's too late, she's EgoneA E
It's a weak man that cries So I guess I'd better dry my eyes Guess I will miss her more than anyone But it's too late she's gone
AShe's gone Eyeah she's gone AShe's gone Emy baby's gone AShe's gone Eyeah she's gone F#7Where can my baby B7be'
I wonder does she know When she left me it hurt me so I need your lovin please don't make me wait And tell me it's not too late By: José Duarte jtduarte1@netcabo.pt