Eleanor Rigby

Es/BAh, look at all the lonely Gmpeople!
Es/BAh, look at all the lonely Gmpeople!

GmEleanor Rigby,
Picks up the rice in a Gm7church where a wedding has Esbeen,
Lives in a Gmdream.
Waits at the window,
Wearing the face that she Gm7keeps in a jar by the Esdoor,
Who is it fGmor?

     Gm7All the lonely Gm6people,
     Where Esdo they all come Gmfrom?
     Gm7All the lonely Gm6people,
     Where Esdo they all belGmong?

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?