‘Paul McCartney’       ©J.Birch 2005/7.     

 

Paul McCartney     fell    out of bed

Hit his head    and wrote down   ‘I Love   Scrambled Egg’

Two days later   he felt greater   and turned it into

‘Yesterday,  all my troubles  were so  far  away’

 

Elton John   was on cocaine

And to us   it was plain

To look at him   and watch him sing   there was always   something wrong

But there was something right.   How can I explain?

 

YOU BELIEVE    IN BUDHA

YOU BELIEVE    BUDHA SHOULD’A

BUT ME    WHEN MY DOG   HAS GOT THE FLEA

IT HAS GOT TO BE    PAUL McCARTNEY

 

When I have   my time off

I don’t like      to work

Come Sunday night     I’m off

To a   rock’n’roll    concert

 

And if I have    a problem

When something,    is wrong

I know I can    solve ‘em

I listen to   a song

 

YOU BELIEVE    IN BUDHA

YOU BELIEVE    BUDHA SHOULD’A

BUT ME    WHEN MY DOG   HAS GOT THE FLEA

IT HAS GOT TO BE    PAUL McCARTNEY

 

ROCK AND ROLL     IT CURES MY SOUL

FOR THEM BLUES     I DON’T NEED THEM NEWS

IT HAS GOT TO BE     PAUL McCARTNEY

 

Oh Yeah!

 

 

                     

          TIME (IS IMAGINED)       (C)J.BIRCH 1997.

                            (Arr. similar Magical Mystery Tour)

         

     V1.  When there's no time     E7

          There is nothing         C

          There is only one        G7                                Ť

          Two is imagination       C

          I imagine                Am

          I imagine                Am

          Evrything                E7

     V2.     Without the motion

          There is no change

          There is only one

          More is imagination

          I imagine

          I imagine

          Evrything

     Ch.     If time is imagined      G7

          Nothing is real          C

          How does it feel         C

          To be the living dead ?  C

          John said ...            E7

          Strawberry Fields        G7

          Forever                  C

     V3.     When there is no time

          There is nothing

          There is only me

          You are imagination 

          I imagine

          I imagine

          Evrything

     Ch.     Time is imagined

          Nothing is real

          How does it feel

          To be the living dead

          John said ...

          Strawberry Fields

          Forever

     V3.     When there is no time

          There is nothing

          There is only me

          You are imagination

 

          Music to rest of verse

 

          More music (adagio)

          End ...