Ernest Tubb
Last Letter
Why do you treat me as if I were only a friendWhat have I done that makes you so diff'rent and coldSometimes I wonder if you'll be contented againWill you be happy when you are withered and oldI cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fineI cannot offer you clothes that your young body craveBut if you'll say that you long to forever be mineThink off the heartaches the tears and the sorrow you'll saveWhen you are weary and tired of another men's goldWhen you are lonely remember this letter my ownDon't try to answer though I've suffered anguish untoldIf you don't love me I wish you would leave me aloneWhile I am writing this letter I think of the pastAnd of the promises that you are breaking so freeBut to this world I will soon say my farewells at lastI will be gone when you read this last letter from me
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