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 was Angie's birthday I guess it slipped your mind 'Cause I tried twice to call you With no answer either time The postman brought a package I mailed some days ago I just signed it love from mama So Angie wouldn't know. 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. Holding things together With you gone.