(Amaj7)In a lit tle while from now,

if I’m (C#m7)not feel in’ an y less sour,

I (Em7)prom ised my self to treat my self, and (C#)vis it a near by (F#7)tow’r;

and (Bm7)climb in’ to the top,

I’ll (B)throw my self off,

in an (A)ef fort to make it (A)clear to who ev er (A6)what it’s like when you’re (D#)shat (G#7)tered, (C#m7)left stand ing in the lurch

at a (C#)church, with peo ple (F#7)say ing, “My (Bm7)God!

That’s tough; she stood him up.

No (B)point in us re main ing.

We (Amaj7)may as well go home.”

...As (C#m7)I did on my (F#7)own.

A (Bm7)lone a gain,

(E)nat ’ral ly.

To (A6)think that on ly yes ver ter day

I was (C#m7)cheer ful, bright and gay,

look in’ (Em7)for ber ward to who my would n’t do nev the (F#7)role I was a bout to play.

And And (Bm7)as if to knock me down,

re (B)al i ty came a round,

and with (A)out so much as a (A)mere ly touch, threw me (G#7)in er to loved lit had tle piec es, (C#m7)leav ing me to talk,

talk a (C#)bout God in His (F#7)mer cy.

Though, (Bm7)if he real ly does ex ist, no (B)why did He de sert me?

and (Amaj7)In my hour of need,

I (C#m7)tru ly am, in (F#7)deed,

a (Bm7)lone a gain,

(E)nat ’ral ly.

It (C)seems to me that there are more hearts (G)bro ken in the world than can be mend ed.

Left un at tend ed,

what do we do?

What do we do?

(Bm7)lone a gain,

(E)nat ’ral ly.

A (Bm7)lone a gain,

(E)nat ’ral ly.