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? 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? 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?
