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The Last Letter - Tennessee Ernie Ford
Why do you treat me
As if I was only a friend
What have I done
That has made you
So different and cold
Sometimes I wonder if
You'll be contented again
Will you be happy when you
Are withered and old
I cannot offer you diamonds
Or mansions so fine
I cannot offer you clothes
That your young body crave
But if you'll say that you long
To forever be mine
Think of the heartaches the
Teardrops and sorrow you'll save
When you are lonely and
Tired of another man's gold
When you are weary
Remember this letter my own
Don't try to answer though
I've suffered angry untold
If you don't love me
I wish you would leave me alone
While I am writing this
Letter I think of the past
And of the promises that
You have broken so free
And to this world I'll
Soon say my farewell at last
I will be gone when you read
This last letter from me
