Thursday, February 24, 2005

George Harrison Tribute

Today is George Harrison's birthday. He would have been 63 had he not passed away from cancer.

I wanted to put an mp3 of a cover song but I don't have the technology to record a song without all the hissing and such so here are the lyrics to a famous Beatles Song. It's called Let it Be and was released on the album with the same name. Below are the lyrics to Ringo Starr's Photograph.

Let It Be
Music and Lyrics by John Lennon and Paul McCartney
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.

And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

Photograph
Ringo Starr and George Harrison
Ev'ry time I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all i got is a photograph
And i realise you're not coming back anymore.

I thought I'd make it the day you went away,
But I can't make it
Till you come home again to stay-yi-yay-yi-yay.

I can't get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears I cried for you.
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey.

Now you're expecting me to live without you,
But that's not something that I'm looking forward to.

I can't get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears I cried for you.
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey.

Ev'ry time I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all I got is a photograph
And I realise you're not coming back anymore.

Ev'ry time I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all I got is a photograph
And I realise you're not coming back anymore.

Ev'ry time I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all I got is a photograph
And I realise you're not.

I'm listening to some tributes to George Harrison as I type this.

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