Not George Bush, but the ex-Beatle George Harrison who was born 63 years ago today.
I am a big Beatles fan so I thought I'd post this diary in case anyone wants to share their favorite memories of the quiet one or even share their favorite song.
I'm listening to some Beatles songs that he wrote as well as some of the tributes that have been written since his passing a few years ago. George is missed greatly.
I have a poll on this entry. I have placed some lyrics in tribute on my blog at http://kydem.blogspot.com and below.
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.