Texty: Kristy Lee Cook. Other. You've Got To Hide Your Love Away.

(by The Beatles)

Here I stand head in hand,
turn my face to the wall.
If she's gone I can't go on,
feelin' two-foot small.

Everywhere people stare,
each and every day.
I can see them laugh at me,
and I hear them say:

Hey you've got to hide your love away.
Hey you've got to hide your love away.

How could I even try,
I can never win.
Hearing them, seeing them,
in the state I'm in.

How could she say to me,
love will find a way.
Gather round all you clowns,
let me hear you say:

Hey you've got to hide your love away.
Hey you've got to hide your love away