[Intro]
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
[Verse]
A#m
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in
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the church where her wedding has been.
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Lives in a dream.
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Waits at the window, wearing the face
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that she keeps in a jar by the door.
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Who is it for?
[Chorus]
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all belong?
[Verse]
A#m
Father MacKenzie writing the words of a
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sermon that no one will hear.
A#m
No one comes near.
A#m
Look at him working, darning his socks
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in the night when there's nobody there.
A#m
What does he care?
[Chorus]
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all belong?
[Bridge]
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
[Verse]
A#m
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was
F# A#m
buried along with her name. Nobody came.
A#m
Father MacKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands
F# A#m
as he walks from the grave. No one was saved.
[Chorus]
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all belong?
[Intro]
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
[Verse]
A#m
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in
the church where
F#
her wedding has been.
A#m
Lives in a dream.
A#m
Waits at the window,
wearing the face
that she keeps in
F#
a jar by the door.
A#m
Who is it for?
[Chorus]
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all belong?
[Verse]
A#m
Father MacKenzie writing
the words of a
F#
sermon that no one will hear.
A#m
No one comes near.
A#m
Look at him working,
darning his socks
in the night when
F#
there's nobody there.
A#m
What does he care?
[Chorus]
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all belong?
[Bridge]
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
F# A#m
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
[Verse]
A#m
Eleanor Rigby died
in the church and was
buried along with
F# A#m
her name. Nobody came.
A#m
Father MacKenzie wiping
the dirt from his hands
as he walks from the
F# A#m
grave. No one was saved.
[Chorus]
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m
All the lonely people.
F# A#m
Where do they all belong?