I don't believe it's John. Sounds more like Paul's to my ears :-)
@yokwez96 Жыл бұрын
my dad love old songs and this song to
@merlussaoficial3 жыл бұрын
despues de escuchar estas melodias quien mierda ama la musica actual y su reggeaton maldito? .......
@asdfcarloss7 күн бұрын
estoy contigo amigo
@TimothyOBrien19585 жыл бұрын
I'm so pissed I can't hit those falsetto high notes anymore.
@raisanee5 жыл бұрын
the best song ever with those falsettos
@davidmalton39844 жыл бұрын
You Can Tim, Let Me Tell You My Secret . . . . . Tight Trousers !!!!! Give It a Go, Let Me Know, How You Got On !!!!! : 0 )
@殪-e4f4 жыл бұрын
Ha me too
@pestersmemb44632 жыл бұрын
Try dropping the pitch by tone or 2, using a program like audacity
@joseobando82852 жыл бұрын
Wednesday morning at five o'clock As the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more She goes down the stairs to the kitchen Clutching her handkerchief Quietly turning the backdoor key Stepping outside, she is free She, ... (we gave her most of our lives) Is leaving (sacrified most of our lives) Home (we gave her everything money could buy) Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown Picks up the letter that's lying there Standing alone at the top of the stairs She breaks down and cries to her husband Daddy, our baby's gone. Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly? How could she do this to me? She (we never thought of ourselves) Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves) Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by) She's leaving home, after living alone, for so many years Friday morning, at nine o'clock She is far away Waiting to keep the appointment she made Greeting a man from the Motortrade She (what did we do that was wrong) Is Having (we didn't know it was wrong) Fun (fun is the one thing that money can't buy) Something inside, that was always denied, For so many years, . She's leaving home