{commedia}mp3/beatles-the/fixing-a-hole.mp3{/commedia}
      C          G+                   Cm7       Cm6
I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
       Cm7                          F9
And stops my mind from wandering
                 Cm7  F9  Cm7  F9
Where it will go.

I’m filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where it will go

           C                   F/G              C
And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong
     F/G
I’m right
                C
Where I belong I’m right
F/G           C
Where I belong.

G                     D7                           G                  D7
See the people standing there who disagree and never win
      G                          D7                   G7
And wonder why they don’t get in my door.
      C                 G+           Cm7       Cm6
I’m painting the room in a colourful way.
      Cm7                     F9
And when my mind is wandering
               Cm7 F9 Cm7 F9
There I will go. 

And it really doesn’t matter if
I’m wrong I’m right
Where I belong I’m right
Where I belong.
Silly people run around they worry me
And never ask me why they don’t get past my door.
I’m taking the time for a number of things
That weren’t important yesterday
And I still go.

      Cm       G+                   Cm7          Cm6
I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
       Cm7                         F9
And stops my mind from wandering
             Cm7    F9
Where it will go.
             Cm7    F9
Where it will go.


Lyrics:

I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go.

I’m filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where it will go

And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong
I’m right
Where I belong I’m right
Where I belong.

See the people standing there who disagree and never win
And wonder why they don’t get in my door.
I’m painting the room in a colourful way.
And when my mind is wandering
There I will go. 

And it really doesn’t matter if
I’m wrong I’m right
Where I belong I’m right
Where I belong.
Silly people run around they worry me
And never ask me why they don’t get past my door.
I’m taking the time for a number of things
That weren’t important yesterday
And I still go.

I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go.
Where it will go.

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