Yellow Submarine - The Beatles
 


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Yellow Submarine
Nowhere Man
When I'm Sixty Four
 
 
 
 
 
 

        Yellow Submarine   -  The Beatles
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In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed the sea.
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines.

So we sailed up to the sun
'Till we found the sea of green,
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine.

     We all live in a yellow submarine,
     Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.
     We all live in a yellow submarine,
     Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.

And our friends are all aboard,
Many more of them live next door,
And the band begins to play.

     We all live in a yellow submarine,
     Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.
     We all live in a yellow submarine,
     Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.

As we live a life of ease,
Everyone of us has all we need.
Sky of blue and sea of green
In our yellow submarine.

     We all live in a yellow submarine,
     Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.
     We all live in a yellow submarine,
     Yellow submarine, yellow submarine.
     ...
 
 
 

        Nowhere Man   -  The Beatles
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He's a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.

Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?

     Nowhere man, please listen,
     You don't know what you're missing,
     Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

He's as blind as he can be,
Just sees what he wants to see,
Nowhere man can you see me at all?

     Nowhere man, don't worry,
     Take your time, don't hurry,
     Leave it all 'till somebody else lends you a hand.

Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?

     Nowhere man, please listen,
     You don't know what you're missing,
     Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

He's a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
 
 
 
 

         When I'm Sixty Four   -  The Beatles
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When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now,
will you still be senting me a Valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'till quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when
I'm sixty-four?

Hmm------mmm------mmmh.
You'll be older, too.
Aaah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you.

I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday mornings, go for a ride.
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight if it's not to dear.
We shall scrimp and save.
Ah, grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck, and Dave.

Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away.
Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?