Eleanor Rigby

F/CAh, look at all the lonely Ampeople!
F/CAh, look at all the lonely Ampeople!

AmEleanor Rigby,
Picks up the rice in a Am7church where a wedding has Fbeen,
Lives in a Amdream.
Waits at the window,
Wearing the face that she Am7keeps in a jar by the Fdoor,
Who is it fAmor?

     Am7All the lonely Am6people,
     Where Fdo they all come Amfrom?
     Am7All the lonely Am6people,
     Where Fdo they all belAmong?

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?