Ob La Di

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, a song so sweet, By the Beatles, it can't be beat. From their album, the White Album, it came, Written by Paul McCartney, a musical flame. In many countries, it became a hit, Topping charts, making hearts split. Australia, Japan, and Switzerland too, New Zealand and West Germany, it flew. McCartney wrote it in a Jamaican style, With a catchy chorus that made us smile. He borrowed a phrase from Jimmy Scott, But Scott didn't receive credit, oh what a plot! Recording sessions were filled with strife, As McCartney's perfectionism caused some strife. John Lennon disliked the song, it's true, And a heated argument made the engineer bid adieu. Despite the criticism, the song found fame, Covered by artists seeking chart acclaim. Marmalade topped the UK charts with glee, Making history for a Scottish group, you see. So sing along to Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, A joyful tune that makes us ha-ha. It may have its critics, but we don't mind, Because it's a song that's one of a kind. Random page: Bjarne Hansen