Eb                          Gm
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eb                          Gm
Ah, look at all the lonely people


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


Gm7            Gdim7   
All the lonely people
      Eb                Gm
Where do they all come from?
Gm7            Gdim7   
All the lonely people
      Eb             Gm
Where do they all belong?


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


Gm7            Gdim7   
All the lonely people
      Eb                Gm
Where do they all come from?
Gm7            Gdim7   
All the lonely people
      Eb             Gm
Where do they all belong?


Eb                          Gm
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eb                          Gm
Ah, look at all the lonely people

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


Gm7            Gdim7   
All the lonely people
      Eb                Gm
Where do they all come from?
Gm7            Gdim7   
All the lonely people
      Eb             Gm
Where do they all belong?