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Alan Dalziel
Alan Dalziel
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Dennis Vigay
Dennis Vigay
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Derek Jacobs
Derek Jacobs
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Erich Gruenberg
Erich Gruenberg
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George Martin
George Martin
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Gordon Pearce
Gordon Pearce
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John Lennon
John Lennon
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John Underwood
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Jose Luis Garcia
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Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney
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Sheila Bromberg
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Stephen Shingles
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Trevor Williams
Trevor Williams
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John Lennon
John Lennon
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Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney
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Mike Leander
Mike Leander
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George Martin
George Martin
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Geoff Emerick
Geoff Emerick
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Guy Massey
Guy Massey
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Кен Скотт
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Richard Lush
Richard Lush
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Steve Rooke
Steve Rooke
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[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
[Chorus]
(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 for so many years (Bye-bye)
[Verse 2]
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?"
[Chorus]
(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 (Bye-bye)
[Verse 3]
Friday morning at nine o'clock, she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
[Chorus]
(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 (Bye-bye)
[Outro]
She's leaving home
Bye-bye
Written by: John Lennon, Paul McCartney
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