{title: Strawberry Fields forever} {artist: Beatles} {time: 4/4} {tempo: ?} {key: Bb} {meta: author Frans-Willem Post, 2026-05-06} {start_of_part: Intro} [F] [FM7/E] [Ebdim7] [Gm/D] [F/C] [Eb/Bb] [Bb] {end_of_part} {start_of_chorus: Chorus 1} [Bb] Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going [Fm7]to Strawberry fields, [G7] nothing is real And [Eb]nothing to get [G7]hung about [Eb]Strawberry fields for[Bb]ever {end_of_chorus} {start_of_verse: Verse 1} [F]Living is [FM7]easy with [F7]eyes closed [D7] [Gm] Misunder[F]standing all you [Eb]see It's getting [F7]hard to be some[Bb]one, but it all works [Gm]out [Eb] It doesn't [F]matter much to [Eb]me [Bb] {end_of_verse} {chorus: Chorus 2} {start_of_verse: Verse 2} [F]No-one I [FM7]think is [F7]in my tree [D7] [Gm] I mean, it [F]must be high or [Eb]low That is, you [F7]can't, you know tune [Bb]in, but it's all [Gm]right [Eb] That is, I [F]think it's not to [Eb]bad [Bb] {end_of_verse} {chorus: Chorus 3} {start_of_verse: Verse 3} [F]Always [FM7]know, sometimes [F7]think it's me [D7] [Gm] But you know and I [F]know and it's a [Eb]dream I think a [F7]'No', I mean a [Bb]'yes', but it's all [Gm]wrong [Eb] That is I [F]think I disa[Eb]gree [Bb] {end_of_verse} {chorus: Chorus 4} {start_of_part: End} [Gm] [Eb]Strawberry fields for[Bb]ever [Eb]Strawberry [F]fields for[Eb]ever [Bb]... {end_of_part}