Eleanor Rigby

As/EsAh, look at all the lonely Cmpeople!
As/EsAh, look at all the lonely Cmpeople!

CmEleanor Rigby,
Picks up the rice in a Cm7church where a wedding has Asbeen,
Lives in a Cmdream.
Waits at the window,
Wearing the face that she Cm7keeps in a jar by the Asdoor,
Who is it fCmor?

     Cm7All the lonely Cm6people,
     Where Asdo they all come Cmfrom?
     Cm7All the lonely Cm6people,
     Where Asdo they all belCmong?

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?