Too Late To Cry

Come take me by my trembling hand
And hold me close to you
And think of all the days gone by
The day when love was true

   Come go with me to the old depot
   And wave your hand good-bye
   I know I’ve done you wrong sweetheart
   But now it’s too late to cry

Sweetheart of mine, I hate to go
And leave you here all alone
May God protect and keep you
Wherever you may roam