She s Leaving Home - The Beatles
Wednesday morning at five o clock as the day begins
Silently closing the 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.
She, we gave her most of our lives, is leaving, sacrified
most of our lives, home, we gave her everything money could buy.
She s leaving home after living alone for so many years.
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? 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.
Friday morning at nine o clock she is far away. Waiting to
keep the appointment she made, meeting a man from the motor trade.
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. She s leaving home, bye-bye.