Ben Harper – The Will To Live

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