Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
John Lennon
Vocais principais
Paul McCartney
Vocais principais
Alan Dalziel
Violoncelo
Dennis Vigay
Violoncelo
Derek Jacobs
Violino
Erich Gruenberg
Violino
George Martin
Regência de cordas
Gordon Pearce
Contrabaixo
John Underwood
Viola
Jose Luis Garcia
Violino
Sheila Bromberg
Harpa
Stephen Shingles
Viola
Trevor Williams
Violino
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
John Lennon
Composição
Paul McCartney
Composição
Mike Leander
Arranjos (cordas)
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
George Martin
Produção
Giles Martin
Produção (reedição)
Matt Mysko
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Miles Showell
Engenharia (masterização)
Geoff Emerick
Engenharia
Greg McAllister
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
James Clarke
Restauração de áudio
Ken Scott
Engenharia (adicional)
Matthew Cocker
Engenharia (transferência)
Richard Lush
Engenharia (adicional)
Sam Okell
Engenharia (mixagem)
Sean Magee
Engenharia (masterização)
Letra
[Verse 1]
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 downstairs to the kitchen clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the backdoor key
Stepping outside, she is free
[Verse 2]
She (We gave her most of our lives)
Is leaving (Sacrificed most of our lives)
Home (We gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone (Bye-bye)
For so many years
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
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 (Bye-bye)
For so many years
[Verse 5]
Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
[Verse 6]
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 (Bye-bye)
For so many years
[Verse 7]
She's leaving home (Bye-bye)
Written by: John Lennon, Paul McCartney