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?
