Gilbert O'Sullivan - Alone again naturally

^FM7In a little while from n^F6ow If I'm n^Amot feeling any less so^Am7ur I pr^Cmomised myself to t^Cm7reat myself And v^Ebdim7isit a nearby t^D7ower

And c^Gm7limbing to the top ^Bbm/GWill throw myself off In an e^FM7ffort to make it cl^Faugear to who Ever w^F6hat it's like when you're s^Esushatte^Ered

Left st^Am7anding in the lurch, at a c^Cmhurch Where people are s^D7aying My G^Gm7od that's tough, she stood him up No p^Bbm/Goint in us remaining ^FM7May as well go h^F6ome As ^Am7I did on my o^D7wn ^Gm7Alone again,^C7 nat^FM7ural^F6ly

To t^FM7hink that only yester^F6day I was ch^Ameerful, bright and g^Am7ay Looking f^Cmorward to, but who w^Cm7ouldn't do The r^Ebdim7ole I was about to ^D7play But as i^Gm7f to knock me down Rea^Bbm/Glity came around And with^FM7out so much as a m^Faugere touch Cut me ^F6into little p^Esusieces^{E Am7}Leaving me to doubt Talk a^Cmbout God and His ^D7mercy For i^Gm7f He really does exist ^Bbm/GWhy did He desert me ^FM7In my hour of n^F6eed? I t^Am7ruly am in^D7deed A^Gm7lone again^C7, nat^FM7ural

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It s^G#eems to me that There are more hearts B^D#roken in the world That can't be m^Gm7ended^C Left unat^G#tended^D What do we d^CM7o? What do we ^Gm7do? ^C

Al^Gm7one again^C7 nat^FM7urally Now l^FM7ooking back over the y^F6ears And what e^Amver else that app^Am7ears I re^Cmmember I cried when my f^Cm7ather died Never w^Ebdim7ishing to hide the t^D7ears

And at s^Gm7ixty five years old My m^Bbm/Gother, God rest her soul Couldn't ^FM7understand, why the ^Faugonly man She had ^F6ever loved had been t^Esusaken ^{E Am7}Leaving her to start with a h^Cmeart So badly ^D7broken Desp^Gm7ite encouragement from me No w^Bbm/Gords were ever spoken

And w^FM7hen she passed a^F6way I c^Am7ried and cried all d^D7ay Al^Gm7one agai^Bbm/Gn, natural^FM7ly ^D7 Al^Gm7one again, ^C natura^Flly