[ G]Let me take you down `cause I`m going [ Dm7]to Strawberry Fields. [ E7-5]Nothing is real. And [ C]nothing to [ D]get [ E]hung about. [ Am7]Stawberry Fields [ D]fore[ G]ver.
[ D]Living is easy with [ D7]eyes close[ B7]d, [ Em]Misunderstanding all you [ C]see. [ Am7]It`s getting [ D7]hard to be some[ G]one but it all works [ Em]out, [ Am7]It doesn`t [ D7]matter much to [ C]me.[ G] [ C]
Let me take you down `cause I`m going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real. And nothing to get hung about. Stawberry Fields forever.
No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low. That is, you know you can`t 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. Stawberry Fields forever.
Always know sometimes think it`s me, But you know I know and it`s a dream. I think I know of thee, ah, 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. Stawberry Fields forever.