Eleanor Rigby Songtext / Lyric

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?



Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people



Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon

That no one will hear, no one comes near

Look at him working donning his socks in the night

While 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?



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?



Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

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