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Alone Again (Naturally) (chromatic)

by Gilbert O'Sullivan · tab for chromatic harmonica

No bends371 notesHoles 1–6Chromatic
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4 = blow hole 4-4 = draw hole 4’ = bend< = slide in
Oh in a lit-tle while from now,
if I'm not feel-ing an-y less so-ur,
I prom-ise my-self to treat my-self
and vis-it a near-by tow-er.
and climb-ing to the top
will throw my-self off,
in an ef-fort to make it clear
to who ev-er what it's like
when you're shat-tered,
left stand-ing in the lurch at a church
where peo-ple say-ing:
"My God, that's tough, She's stood him up",
"No point in us re-main-ing",
"We may as well go home"
as I did on my own.
A-lone a-gain, nat-'ral-ly.
To think that on-ly yes-ter-day,
I was cheer-ful, bright and gay.
Look-ing for-ward to who would-n't do,
the role I was a-bout to play?
But as if to knock me down,
re-al-i-ty came a-round.
And with-out so much as a mere touch,
cut me in-to lit-tle piec-es.
Leav-ing me to doubt, talk a-bout
God in His mer-cy.
Who if He real-ly does ex-ist,
why did He de-sert me?
In my hour of need.
I tru-ly am in-deed,
a-lone a-gain, nat-'ral-ly.
It seems to me that there are more hearts
bro-ken in the world that can't be
mend-ed, left un-at-tend-ed.
What do we do? What do we do?
Now look-ing back ov-er the years
And what-ev-er else that ap-pears
I re-mem-ber I cried when my fath-er died
Nev-er wish-ing to hide the tears
And at six-ty five years old
My moth-er God rest her soul
Could-n't un-der-stand why the on-ly man
She had ev-er loved had been tak-en
Leav-ing her to start with a heart
So bad-ly bro-ken,
Des-pite en-cour-age-ment from me
No words were ev-er spo-ken
And when she passed a-way
I cried and cried all day
a-lone a-gain nat-'ral-ly