Eleanor Rigby

Oh, look at all the lonely people
Oh, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church
Where a wedding has been lives in a dream
Wait's at the window
Wearing a face that she keeps in
A jar by the door who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie
Writing the words to 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
(Oh, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
(Oh, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

Oh, look at all the lonely people
Oh, look at all the lonely people

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
(Oh, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
(Oh, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?