Eleanor Rigby

C Em C Em Ah! look at all the lonely people. Ah! look at all the lonely people. C6 Eleanor Ribgy, picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been, Em Lives in a dream C6 Waits at the window wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Em Who is it for? Em7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all come from? Em7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all belong C Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear Em No one comes near, C Look at him working darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there Em What does he care? Em7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all come from? Em7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all belong? C Em C Em Ah! look at all the lonely people. Ah! look at all the lonely people C Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name Em Nobody came C Father McKenzie Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave Em No one was saved. C Em Ah! look at all the lonely people. Em7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all come from? C Em Ah! look at all the lonely people. Em7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all belong?