I'm Fixing a Hole
Paul McCartney

I'm fixing a hole, where the rain gets in,

and stops my mind from wandering.

Where it will go...... BA DA DA DA DA.



I'm fixing the cracks, that ran through the door,

and kept my mind from wandering.

Where it will go...... BA DA DA DA DA.



And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right.

Where I belong, I'm right, where I belong.



See the people standing there, who disagree and never win,

and wonder why they don't get in my door....



I'm painting the room, in a colourful way,

and when my mind is wandering.

There I will go....... BA DA DA DA DA.



And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right.

Where I belong, I'm right, where I belong.



See the people standing there, who disagree and never win,

and wonder why they don't get in my door...



I'm painting the room, in a colourful way

and when my mind is wandering.

There I will go....... BA DA DA DA DA......