| Bb | Dm | |
| Ah, look at all the lonely | people! |
| Bb | Dm | |
| Ah, look at all the lonely | people! |
| Dm | |
| Eleanor Rigby, |
| Bb6 | |
| Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has bee | n, |
| Dm | |
| Lives in a drea | m. |
| Dm | |
| Waits at the window, |
| Bb6 | |
| Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the doo | r, |
| Dm | |
| Who is is fo | r? |
| Dm7 | Dm6 | |
| All the lonely | people, |
| Bb | Dm | |
| Where | do they all come | from? |
| Dm7 | Dm6 | |
| All the lonely | people, |
| Bb | Dm | |
| Where | do they all bel | ong? |
| 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? |
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