I've been cryin' all the winter.
I've been waiting for some good [bad word] my way,
But I'll wait till the [bad word] along.
Dear Lord, have I done so much wrong?

How can I go on,
Wondering what I did wrong,
Can it be too much to ask?
Please, oh please, let it be.

If the [bad word] my way,
Will I find someone to take the place of pray?
But I'll wait till the [bad word] along.
Dear Lord, tell me what could I've done wrong.

Can it be that she,
Never wanted to,
Break some poor mother's heart.
Please, oh please, let it be.

I know my summer'll [bad word] 
I know I'll cry until my dying day [bad word] 
Let the winter roll along.
I've got nothing left but song.

Oh, oh, what's happened?
Oh, oh, what's happened?