E                          Abm
Ah, look at all the lonely people
E                          Abm
Ah, look at all the lonely people


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


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All the lonely people
      E                Abm
Where do they all come from?
Abm7            Abdim7   
All the lonely people
      E             Abm
Where do they all belong?


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


Abm7            Abdim7   
All the lonely people
      E                Abm
Where do they all come from?
Abm7            Abdim7   
All the lonely people
      E             Abm
Where do they all belong?


E                          Abm
Ah, look at all the lonely people
E                          Abm
Ah, look at all the lonely people

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


Abm7            Abdim7   
All the lonely people
      E                Abm
Where do they all come from?
Abm7            Abdim7   
All the lonely people
      E             Abm
Where do they all belong?
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