Beatles Matchbox Lyrics

Well, I'm sittin' here wonderin', would a matchbox hold my clothes.
Yeah, I'm sittin' here wonderin', would a matchbox hold my clothes.
I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go.

Well, I'm an ol' poor boy, and I'm a
long way from home.
Yeah, I'm an ol' poor boy, and I'm a
long way from home.
Guess I'll never be happy, everything I do is wrong.

Well, If you don't want my peaches honey,
please don't shake my tree.
Well, If you don't want my peaches honey,
please don't mess around my tree.
I got news for you baby, leave me here in
misery.

Well, let me be your little dog, till your
big dog comes.
Well, let me be your little dog, till your
big dog comes.
And when the big dog gets here,
show him what this little puppy done.

I'm sittin' here wonderin', would a matchbox hold my clothes.
Yeah, I'm sittin' here wonderin', would a matchbox hold my clothes.
I ain't got no matches, but I sure got a long way to go.

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