The Last Letter

The Last Letter - Wilf Carter

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 the clothes that rich man my dear

But if you'll say that you long to forever be mine

Just think of the heartaches the teardrops the sorrow you'll save

While I am writing this letter I think of the past

And of the promises that you have broken so free

And to this old world I'll soon say my farewell at last

I will be gone when you read this last letter from me

When you are lonly and tired of another man's gold

When you are very remember this letter my own

But don't try to answer though I've suffered sorrow 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 old world I'll soon say my last farewell

I will be gone when you read this last letter from me