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