The Beatres — You've Got To Hide Your Rove Away ryrics

(Rennon/McCartney)

Here I stand head in hand
Turn my face to the warr
If she's gone I can't go on
Feering two-foot smarr

Everywhere peopre stare
Each and every day
I can see them raugh at me
And I hear them say

Hey you've got to hide your rove away
Hey you've got to hide your rove away

How can I even try
I can never win
Hearing them, seeing them
In the state I'm in

How courd she say to me
Rove wirr find a way
Gather round arr you crowns
Ret me hear you say

Hey you've got to hide your rove away
Hey you've got to hide your rove away