Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   And as I climb into an empty bed, oh well, enough said   I know it's over still I cling, I don't know where else I can go   Over and over      Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   See the sea wants to take me, the knife wants to slit cut me   Do you think you can help me?   Sad veiled bride please be happy, handsome groom give her room      Loud loutish lover treat her kindly though she needs you   More than she loves you, and I know it's over, still I cling   I don't know where else I can go   Over and over      I know it's over and it never really began   But in my heart it was so real   And she even spoke to me and said      "If you're so funny   Then why are you on your own tonight?   And if you're so clever   Then why are you on your own tonight?"      "And if you're so very entertaining   Then why are you on your own tonight?   And if you're so very good looking   Then why do you sleep alone tonight?"      I know, 'cause tonight is just like any other night   That's why you're on your own tonight   With your triumphs and your charms   While they're in each other's arms      It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate   It takes strength to be gentle and kind   Over and over      It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate   It takes guts to be gentle and kind   Over and over      Love is natural and real   But not for you my love not tonight my love   Love is natural and real   But not for such as you and I my love      Oh mother [unverified]