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Date:  October 6, 1999

Album: Nothin' But Good

Written by: Joy Swines\Jerry Taylor\Toni Dae



      IT WAS TOO LATE             Dawn Sears



Slow strum on B7  E B7 E

         E

He had good intentions and that ain't bad

        B7                                   E

But he never followed through on a word he said

              A                                       E

He kept me waiting to long and that's where he went wrong

     B7                                    A

The sun was coming up when he came in He swore it'd never happen again

    E                 B7                 E

He got home early to-day but it was too late

CHORUS:

           A

As I was packing him up from one to two

      E                

The fool didn't know he was fixin' to move

      B7                                             E  

From three to four I put everything he owned by the door

    A 

By five I'd thrown his pictures away

    E                           A 

At six I knew exactly what I'd say-ay yeah

         E                 B7                  E

Well he got home early to-day but it was too late        Lead

                 E

Well you know I never could stand to see a grown man cry

       B7                               E

But I sure had a ball telling him good-bye

        A                              E

He was down on his knees beggin baby please

B7         

He thought those tears would change my mind

               A

But when he ticked me off he ran out of time

E                 B7                  E

Got home early to-day but it was too late

Chorus, lead  A E B7 E, key change

KEY CHANGE CHORUS:

           Bb

As I was packing him up from one to two

      F                

The fool didn't know he was fixin' to move

      C7                                             F  

From three to four I put everything he owned by the door

    Bb 

By five I'd thrown his pictures away

    F                           Bb 

At six I knew exactly what I'd say-ay yeah

         F                 C7                  F   Bb F C7 F

Well he got home early to-day but it was too late



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