Grandma Hackleman had asked my cousin Steve Mitchell to play this
song at her funeral. He tried but but became all choked up and was
unable to fulfill her request on the day of the funeral. The family went
back to the cemetery a few days later and played the song in a car
stereo parked near her grave but that has never seemed like enough. So
Grandma, here's your song.
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Strawberry Fields Forever
Let me take you down, 'cos I'm going to Strawberry
Fields.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter
much to me.
Let me take you down, 'cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think
it's not too bad.
Let me take you down, 'cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a
dream.
I think I know I mean a "Yes" but it's all wrong, that is I
think I disagree.
Let me take you down, 'cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Visit Grandma's
Grave to leave flowers and a note.
Buy the Magical
Mystery Tour album by the Beatles featuring this song on Amazon.com.
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