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Yesterday
http://www.csalsy.com/music/music03.mp3
yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they're here to stay
oh, i believe in yesterday.
suddenly, i'm not half the man i used to be,
there's a shadow hanging over me.
oh, yesterday came suddenly.
why she had to go i don't know she wouldn't say.
i said something wrong, now i long for yesterday.
yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
now i need a place to hide away.
oh, i believe in yesterday.
why she had to go i don't know she wouldn't say.
i said something wrong, now i long for yesterday.
yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
now i need a place to hide away.
oh, i believe in yesterday.
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Let it be
http://www1.fjta.com/puma/mp3/sololive/let_it_be.mp3
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
Eleanor Rigby
http://jimfields.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/16-eleanor-rigby.mp3
ah, look at all the lonely people
ah, look at all the lonely people
eleanor rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
lives in a dream
waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
who is it for?
all the lonely people
where do they all come from ?
all the lonely people
where do they all belong ?
father mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
no one comes near.
look at him working. darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
what does he care ?
all the lonely people
where do they all come from ?
all the lonely people
where do they all belong ?
ah, look at all the lonely people
ah, look at all the lonely people
eleanor rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
nobody came
father mckenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
no one was saved
all the lonely people
where do they all come from ?
all the lonely people
where do they all belong ?
