B                          Ebm
Ah, look at all the lonely people
B                          Ebm
Ah, look at all the lonely people


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


Ebm7            Ebdim7   
All the lonely people
      B                Ebm
Where do they all come from?
Ebm7            Ebdim7   
All the lonely people
      B             Ebm
Where do they all belong?


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


Ebm7            Ebdim7   
All the lonely people
      B                Ebm
Where do they all come from?
Ebm7            Ebdim7   
All the lonely people
      B             Ebm
Where do they all belong?


B                          Ebm
Ah, look at all the lonely people
B                          Ebm
Ah, look at all the lonely people

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


Ebm7            Ebdim7   
All the lonely people
      B                Ebm
Where do they all come from?
Ebm7            Ebdim7   
All the lonely people
      B             Ebm
Where do they all belong?