[C/g]. [Em]Ah, look at all the lonely people!
[C/g]. [Em]Ah, look at all the lonely people!
[Em]. Eleanor Rigby,
.Picks up the rice in
a church where a wedding has been,
.Lives in a dream.
[C]. Waits at the window,
.Wearing the face that she
keeps in a jar by the door,
.Who is it [Em]f or?
. All [Em7]the lonely [Em6]people,
. Where [C]do they all come [Em]from?
. All [Em7]the lonely [Em6]people,
. Where [C]do they all [Em]bel ong?
Father McKenzie,
Writing the words of a
sermon that no one will hear,
No one comes near.
Look at him working,
Darning his socks in the
night when there's nobody there,
What does he care?
All the lonely people,
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people,
Where do they all belong?
Eleanor Rigby,
Died in the church and was
buried along with her name,
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie,
Wiping the dirt from his hands
as he walks from the grave,
No one was saved.
All the lonely people,
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people,
Where do they all belong?
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