Eleanor Rigby

B/FAh, look at all the lonely Dmpeople!
B/FAh, look at all the lonely Dmpeople!

DmEleanor Rigby,
Picks up the rice in a Dm7church where a wedding has Bbeen,
Lives in a Dmdream.
Waits at the window,
Wearing the face that she Dm7keeps in a jar by the Bdoor,
Who is it fDmor?

     Dm7All the lonely Dm6people,
     Where Bdo they all come Dmfrom?
     Dm7All the lonely Dm6people,
     Where Bdo they all belDmong?

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?