It feels like a long way from Abbey Road
That Magical Mystery Tour
We had love, we had fun
We just followed the sun
The songs we sang had melody

The girl was a paperback writer (Paperback writer)
Her dad was a fool on a hill
We took a ticket to ride (She's got a ticket to ride)
'Cause we both had to hide our love away
But I'll be back; yes, I know I will

Strawberry fields forever
Where did they go?
Eight days a week I labor
Your mother should know
Here I go
On that long and winding road to get back
To get you back in my lifе

Picture yourself you're in a boat on a rivеr
After doin' a hard day's night
Penny lane in the rain (All the people that come and go)
Come together again
And things will start getting better
I need you to help me along
I promise that it won't be long
A day in the life of a song

I need you to help me along
I promise that it won't be long
A day in the life of a song