Moira McDougal
for my sister Ronnie
To the Tune of Eleanor Rigby
Moira McDougal looks at her Sisters
and wonders if she'll ever be.
"What about me?
Stares in the mirror, missing the sad little
girl who she'd never become;
At least not at home.
All the dreams and wishes;
When will they all come true?
Nothing more than this is…
It's up to me and you.
Mr. McDougal, yelling at Martin
along with a harsh hateful stare.
Why didn't he care?
Missing the picture, despising the sweet
lovely daughter he already had;
So terribly sad.
Her yearnings and her dreams
Where do they all come from?
From whence her heart, it seems
The girl she should become.
Ah, look at all of those rejected
Treasures they all should have protected
Martin McDougal died soon thereafter;
replaced by the girl meant to be
Finally free.
Moira McDougal, valued by Sisters and
Brothers from far and from near;
Treasured so dear.
All the dreams and wishes.
When will they all come true?
Nothing more than this is…
It's up to me and you.
Eleanor Rigby 1966 from the album Revolver
John Lennon and Paul McCartney
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaRNrDaoMqw