It's too late, she's go-one It's too la-ate, my-y ba-a-a-aby's go-one Wish I had told her she was my only one But it's too la-ate, she-e's gone
'Is a weak man that cri-ies So I gue-ess I-I'd better dry-y my eye-eyes Guess I will miss her much more than anyone But it's too la-ate, she-e's gone (too late)
My baby's gone (baby's gone) She-he-he's go-one (she-he-he's go-one) Oh how's she's gone (how she's gone) Oh wher-ere can my baby be
I wonder, does she know-ow When she left me Oh it hur-hur-hurt, hurt me so-o I need your lovin' Please don't make me wait And tell me it's not too late
I need your lovin' Please don't make me wait And tell me ït's not too late (It's not too la-ate)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.