Holding things together ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raisin' children, it's a job meant for two
Alice, please believe me, I can't go on and on
Holding things together with you gone

Today is Angie's birthday, it must have slipped your mind
I tried twice to call you, no answer either time
The postman brought a present I mailed some time ago
I signed it "Love, from Mama" so Angie wouldn't know

Holding things together ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raising children, it's a job meant for two
Alice, please believe me, I can't go on and on
Holding things together with you gone