Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever...

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me

Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever...

No one, I think, is in my tree. I mean, it must be high or low
That is, you can't, you know, tune in, but it's all right
That is, I think it's not too bad

Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever...

Always, no, sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream
I think er, no, I mean, er, yes, but it's all wrong
That is, I think I disagree

Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever...
Strawberry fields forever...
Strawberry fields forever...

If it hadn't been for cotton eyed joe
I'd have been married a long time ago
Where did you come, from where did you go
Where did you come from, cotton eyed joe