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She's Leaving Home (Remastered 2009)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Dalziel
Alan Dalziel
Cello
Dennis Vigay
Dennis Vigay
Cello
Derek Jacobs
Derek Jacobs
Violin
Erich Gruenberg
Erich Gruenberg
Violin
George Martin
George Martin
Conductor
Gordon Pearce
Gordon Pearce
Double Bass
John Lennon
John Lennon
Lead Vocals
John Underwood
John Underwood
Viola
Jose Luis Garcia
Jose Luis Garcia
Violin
Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney
Lead Vocals
Sheila Bromberg
Sheila Bromberg
Harp
Stephen Shingles
Stephen Shingles
Viola
Trevor Williams
Trevor Williams
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Lennon
John Lennon
Songwriter
Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney
Songwriter
Mike Leander
Mike Leander
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Martin
George Martin
Producer
Geoff Emerick
Geoff Emerick
Engineer
Guy Massey
Guy Massey
Mastering Engineer
Ken Scott
Ken Scott
Additional Engineer
Richard Lush
Richard Lush
Additional Engineer
Steve Rooke
Steve Rooke
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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