No one seems to understand I suppose no one really could She holds her sorrow well in hand Her father only will demand She act as mothers should No one seems to understand She's done nothing like her mother planned When she over her cradle cooed She holds her sorrow well in hand She's gone against the law of the land -- maybe any woman would No one seems to understand Around her heart a tightening band That must be every day withstood She holds her sorrow well in hand Head high she leads the mourning band Beside the black and polished wood No one seems to understand She holds her sorrow well in hand