Paul McCartney - Eleanor Rigby

Lyrics

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been

Lives in a dream

Waits at the window, wearing the 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 nobody's there

What does he care

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah,- 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, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people where do they all belong?