Que Sera
Revolver
What Will Be
My town up on the hill
lying there like an old man dying
sorrow and abandonment are my sad companions
my town, I leave you my joys...
My love, I take your smile
which was the source of my first love
I promise you, I don’t know how or when
but I know, I just know that I will return...
What will be, what will be, what will be
what will become of my life, what will be
if I know a lot or know nothing, tomorrow will show
and it will be, it will be what it will be.....
What will be, what will be, what will be
what will become of my life, what will be
at night my guitar will sadly play
and a girl in my town will cry.....
Most of my friends have already left
and the others will leave after I do
I’m sorry because I loved their pleasant company
but it’s my life and I have to go.....
What will be, what will be, what will be
what will become of my life, what will be
if I know a lot or know nothing, tomorrow will show
and it will be, it will be what it will be...
What will be, what will be, what will be
what will become of my life, what will be
at night my guitar will sadly play
and a girl in my town will dream...
What will be..
