Hush now, don't explain You're the cause of all my trouble and pain Unless you're mine don't explain My love, my love, my love don't explain There is
Don't know why but I'm feeling so sad I long to try something that I've never had I've never had no kissin', oh, what I've been missin' Lover man, oh,
Who do you think is comin' to town? You'll never guess who Lovable, hug able, Emily Brown Miss Brown to you What if the rain comes pattering down My
All of me, why not take all of me? Can't you see that I'm no good without you Take my arms I want to lose them Take my lips I'll never use them Your
Good morning heartache You are a gloomy sight Morning heartache Thought we said goodbye last night I tossed and turned until it seemed you had gone But
Lady sings the blues She's got 'em bad, she feels so sad Wants the world to know Just what the blues is all about Lady sings the blues She tells her
You don't have to have a hanker To be a broker or a banker No, sir you, just got to be My mother's son-in-law Needn't even think of tryin' To be a mighty
Southern trees bearin' strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from
You've changed That sparkle in your eyes has gone Your smile is just a careless yawn You're breaking my heart, you've changed You've changed Your kisses
Eleanor Rigby Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream, waits at the window Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by
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
me, Eleanor Stay with me, Eleanor My love's in your hands, I swear My love's in your hands, I swear Stay with me, Eleanor Stay with me, Eleanor My love
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
to sail that brought this ship to fall before the world was made in light in dark in care and maybe you and i were right there it was you Eleanor not
one chance to receive her voice Translucent, delicate Breakdown, breakout, Eleanor I think your loneliness is code It symbolizes every man Who's empty as a hole Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice from the church Where a wedding has been, nobody sees Sits in the window, wearing a face That she keeps in a jar by the
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