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"(Freddy King, James Cotton) It's too late, she's gone It's too late, my baby's gone Wish I had told her she was my only one Now, It's too late, she's gone. It's a weak man who cries, So I guess I better try Guess, I will miss her more than anyone But, It's too late, she's gone. She's gone, oh my baby's gone She's gone, my baby's gone She's gone, yes, she's gone Oh where, where can my baby be? And I wonder, wonder does she know When she left me, Oh, Oh it hurt me so. I need your lovin', please don't make me wait Come tell me it's not too late. --- Instrumental --- I need your lovin', please don't make me wait Come tell me it's not too late... "