She's Leaving Home

Intro:
E  - x4

Verse 1:
 E         Bm         F#m7
Wednesday morning at five o'clock
        C#m7       F#7
As the day begins,
 B11                  B9
Silently closing her bedroom door,
 B11                       B9
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more,

          E    Bm           F#m7
She goes downstairs to the kitchen
               C#m          F#7
Clutching her handkerchief,
  B11                B9
Quietly turning the backdoor key,
  B11                      B9  B7
Stepping outside, she is free.

Chorus:
  E
She (We gave her most of our lives)
    E
Is leaving (Sacrificed most of our lives)
 E                 Bm6                     C#m
Home. (We gave her ev'rything money could buy)
                           F#7
She is leaving home after living alone
        C#m        F#9
For so many years.

Verse 2:
 E       Bm           F#m7
Father snores as his wife gets into
      C#m7         F#7
Рer dressing gown,
 B11                        B9
Picks up the letter that's lying there,
  B11                  B9
Standing alone at the top of the stairs

            E        Bm           F#m7
She breaks down and cries to her husband
            C#m          F#7
"Daddy our baby's gone!
  B11                       B9
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly?
 B11                      B9  B7
How could she do this to me?"

Chorus:
  E
She (We never thought of ourselves)
    E
Is leaving (Never a thought for ourselves)
 E                   Bm6                       C#m
Home. (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)
                           F#7
She is leaving home after living alone
        C#m        F#9
For so many years.

Verse 3:
  E     Bm         F#m7
Friday morning at nine o'clock
        C#m7     F#7
She is far away,
 B11                   B9
Waiting to keep the appointment she made,
 B11                    B9          B7
Meeting a man from the motor trade.

Chorus:
  E
She (What did we do that was wrong?)
    E
Is having (We didn't know it was wrong)
 E               Bm6                         C#m
Fun, (Fun is the one thing that money can't buy)
                          F#7
Something inside that was always denied
        C#m7      F#7
For so many years

Coda:
  C#m          F#7       A   E
She's leaving home. Bye bye.