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Beatles, The

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Don't pass me by

Da: Beatles, The
Album: The Beatles [White Album]
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Tipo di musica: *****
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Beatles, The » Don't pass me by

I listen for your footsteps coming up the drive
Listen for your footsteps but they don't arrive
Waiting for your knock dear on my old front door
I don't hear it - does it mean you don't love me any more

I hear the clock a'ticking on the mantel shelf
See the hands a'moving but I'm by myself
I wonder where you are tonight and why I'm by myself
I don't see you - does it mean you don't love me any more

Don't pass me by don't make me cry don't make me blue
'Cause you know darling I love only you
You'll never know it hurt me so how I hate to see you go
Don't pass me by, don't make me cry

I'm sorry that I doubted you I was so unfair
You were in a car crash and you lost your hair
You said that you would be late about an hour or two
I said that's alright I'm waiting here just waiting to hear from you

Don't pass me by don't make me cry don't make me blue
'Cause you know darling I love only you
You'll never know it hurt me so how I hate to see you go
Don't pass me by, don't make me cry

[One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...]

Don't pass me by don't make me cry don't make me blue
'Cause you know darling I love only you
You'll never know it hurt me so how I hate to see you go
Don't pass me by, don't make me cry


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