Alone Again
(naturally)

(1971)

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             words and music by   Gilbert O'Sullivan   (born Raymond Edward O'Sullivan)

         (1946)          

                                                                                            
performed by   Gilbert O'Sullivan                             ...                                   Nina Simone  (born Eunice Kathleen Waymon)

 (1946)                                                                                      (1933 - 2003)           

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To think that only yesterday                
I was cheerful, bright and gay          
Looking forward to, who wouldn't do?
The role I was about to play?             
But as if to knock me down        
Reality came around                             
And without so much as a mere touch           
Cut me into little pieces                 
Leaving me to doubt         
Talk about God in His mercy                         
Who, if He really does exist,     
Why did He desert me?                                       
In my hour of need                
I truly am indeed           
Alone again, naturally                                        

       It seems to me that there are more hearts
   Broken in the world that can't be mended
                       Left unattended
           What do we do? What do we do?

( instrumental interlude )

Alone again, naturally

                                                                 Looking back over the years
                                                 And whatever else that appears
                                       I remember I cried when my father died
                             Never wishing to hide the tears
                                     And at sixty-five years old
                                               My mother, God rest her soul
                                                   Couldn't understand why the only man
                               She had ever loved had been taken
                                     Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
                                             Despite encouragement from me
                                   No words were ever spoken
                                             And when she passed away
                                                               I cried and cried all day
                                                 Alone again, naturally
                                                                                               Alone again, naturally

In a little while from now                        
If I'm not feeling any less sour                        
I promise myself to treat myself            
And visit a nearby tower                            
And climbing to the top will throw myself off   
In an effort to make it clear to whoever    
What it's like when you're shattered      
Left standing in the lurch at a church    
Where people saying: "My God, that's tough"
"She stood him up"                                  
"No point in us remaining"                                    
"We may as well go home"                                                                                                      
As I did on my own                                                                  
Alone again, naturally