All To Myself Alone (Extended Version) Lyrics

Without a father, without a mother
Without a sister or a brother
I'm what they call, all to myself, alone

Don't have a dollar, not e'er a penny
Don't even have a portrait of Jenny
I'm what they call, all to myself, alone

Some folk have the moon, others may have the stars
I would be content just to be where you are

Seems just like I have nothing to live for
Except the trouble which my life is for
I'm what they call, all to myself, alone