Let It Be

I never thought I could tear myself away

But I do it each and every day

I used to have some rich and famous friends

But I know this is now and that was then

And the devil said: write this song

It could be your sing-a-long

It could be your "G.L.O.R.I.A."

It could be your "G.L.O.R.I.A."

I look behind the eyes of a cruel man

I sold my soul for a piece of his brittle plan

You could've been a Dylan

I could've been your Helm

It was in the hands of ordinary men

And the devil said: write this song

It could be your sing-a-long

It could be your "Hey Jude"

It could be your "Ohio"

It could be your "Sympathy For Me"

Or it could be your "Let It Be"