Widow Of A Living Man

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? Or have I always been so blind, so blind, so blind? I'm the widow, I'm the widow, I'm the 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, plans we've made? Lord, I've prayed Now I am so afraid, I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid I'm the widow, I'm the widow, I'm the widow of a living man I'm the widow, I'm the widow, I'm the widow of a living man Of a living man, of a living man And why does he hurt me so, he hurt me so, he hurt me so? I'm gonna need someplace to go, someplace to go, someplace to go He's no longer some kind woman's son Kind woman's son, kind woman's son Mama, I think that I had better run, I had better run, I had better run I'm the widow, I'm the widow, I'm the widow of a living man I'm the widow, I'm the widow, I'm the widow of a living man Of a living man, of a living man