C                          Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people
C                          Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people


Em
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church
                    C                Em
Where a wedding has been, lives in a dream
Em
Waits at the window, wearing the face
                               C               Em
That she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?


Em7            Edim7   
All the lonely people
      C                Em
Where do they all come from?
Em7            Edim7   
All the lonely people
      C             Em
Where do they all belong?


Em
Father McKenzie, writing the words
                             C                  Em
Of a sermon that no one will hear, no one comes near
Em
Look at him working, darning his socks
                                 C                   Em
In the night when there’s nobody there, what does he care?


Em7            Edim7   
All the lonely people
      C                Em
Where do they all come from?
Em7            Edim7   
All the lonely people
      C             Em
Where do they all belong?


C                          Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people
C                          Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Em
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
                              C            Em
And was buried along with her name, nobody came
Em
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt
                                    C                 Em
From his hands as he walks from the grave, no one was saved


Em7            Edim7   
All the lonely people
      C                Em
Where do they all come from?
Em7            Edim7   
All the lonely people
      C             Em
Where do they all belong? Tahle aranže je vlastní interpretace jejího přispěvatele, sdílená pro soukromé studium, vzdělávání a nekomerční použití. Samotná píseň, text i hudba zůstávají majetkem svých držitelů autorských práv. Pokud chceš požádat o odstranění, podívej se na Právní prohlášení.