Gilbert O'Sullivan - Alone again naturally

^GIn a little while from now If I'm^Bm not feeling any less sour I ^Dmpromise myself to treat myself And ^Bmvisit a nearby ^E7tower

And ^Amclimbing to the top To ^Cmthrow myself off In an ^Geffort to make it ^G+clear to whoever w^G6hat it's like when you're ^F#7shattered

Left ^Bm7standing in the lurch At a ^Dmchurch with people ^E7saying "My G^Amod, that's tough, she stood him up No ^Cmpoint in us remaining

We ^Gmay as well go ^Gmaj7home" As ^Bm7I did on my ^E7own Alo^Amne again, n^D7atural^Gly

^GTo think that only yesterday I was ^Bmcheerful bright and gay Looking ^Dmforward - who wouldn't do? The ^Bmrole I was about to^E7 play

And as ^Amif to knock me down ^CmReality came around And wi^Gthout so much as a^G+ mere touch ^{G6 G6}Threw me into littl^F#7e pieces

Leav^Bm7ing me to doubt Talk ^Dmabout God in his ^E7mercy Who ^Amif He really does exist ^CmWhy did He desert me ^GIn my hour of need I t^Bm7ruly am ^E7indeed ^AmAlone again,^D7 natural^Gly

It ^Bbseems to me that there are more hearts ^FBroken in the world than can be^Cm mended ^D7 Left una^Bbttended What do we^Dmaj7 do? What do we^Am7 do? ^D7

^GLooking back over the years And ^Bmwhatever else appears I remem^Dmber I cried when my father died Never ^Bm7wishing to hide ^E7my tears

^AmAnd at sixty-five years old ^CmMy mother, God rest her soul ^GCouldn't understand why the^G+ only man She had e^G6ver loved had been ^F#7taken

Lea^Bm7ving her to start With a ^Dmheart so badly ^E7broken Desp^Amite encouragement from me No w^Cmords were ever spoken ^GWhen she passed away I ^Bm7cried and cried ^E7all day ^AmAlone again,^D7 Natura^Glly

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