mama why does he treat me so cold   So cold, so cold   Why do I feel so old   So old, so old   How long has he treated me unkind   Unkind, unkind   Oh, have I always been so blind   So blind, so blind      I’m a widow, I am a widow   Of a living man, of a living man, of a living man      Why can’t the times stay the same   Stay the same, stay the same   Now I am begging him to change   Please change, please change   What about all the plans we’ve made   The plans we’ve made, Lord I pray   Now I am so afraid, I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid      I’m a widow, I am a widow   Of a living man, of a living man, of a living man    I’m a widow, I am a widow   Of a living man, of a living man, of a living man      mama why does he hurt me so   He hurts me so, he hurts me so   I’m gonna need some place to go   Some place to go, some place to go   He’s no longer some kind woman’s son   Kind woman’s son, kind woman’s son   Mama, I think I had better run   I’d better run, I’d better run      I’m a widow, I am a widow   Of a living man, of a living man, of a living man   I’m a widow, I am the widow   Of a living man, of a living man, of a living man