Strawberry Fields Forever
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
No one, I think, is in my tree. I mean, it must be high or low.
That is, you can't, you know, tune in, but it's all right.
That is, I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
Always, no, sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think er, no, I mean, er, yes, but it's all wrong.
That is, I think I disagree.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
Strawberry fields forever...
Strawberry fields forever...
If it hadn't been for cotton eyed joe
I'd have been married a long time ago
Where did you come, from where did you go
Where did you come from, cotton eyed joe
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
No one, I think, is in my tree. I mean, it must be high or low.
That is, you can't, you know, tune in, but it's all right.
That is, I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
Always, no, sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think er, no, I mean, er, yes, but it's all wrong.
That is, I think I disagree.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields,
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever...
Strawberry fields forever...
Strawberry fields forever...
If it hadn't been for cotton eyed joe
I'd have been married a long time ago
Where did you come, from where did you go
Where did you come from, cotton eyed joe
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Writer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon
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