Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice
 In a church where a wedding has been
 Lives in a dream
 Waits at the window
 Wearin' the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
 Who is it for?
 All the lonely people, look at
 All the lonely people, look at
 All the lonely people
 Where do they all come from?
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 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, look at
 All the lonely people, look at
 All the lonely people
 Where do they all come from?
 Ooh-ooh-ooh
 Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
 Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
 Well, look at all the lonely people
 People
 Eleanor Rigby
 Died in the church 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, look at
 All the lonely people, look at
 All the lonely people
 Where do they all come from?
 
 Ooh-ooh-ooh
 Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
 Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
 Well, look at all the lonely
 Well, look at all the lonely
 Well, look at all the lonely people
 People, ooh