Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor Rigby

Picks up the rice in a church

Where a wedding has been

Lives in a dream

Waits at the window

Wearing the face that she leaves

In a jar by the door

Who is it for?

All the lonely people

Look at

All the lonely people

Look at

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

Father Mackenzie

Writing the words of a sermon

That no one will hear

No one comes near

Look at him working

Darning his socks in the night

When there's nobody there

What does he care?

All the lonely people

Look at

All the lonely people

Look at

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

Where d'you get all the lonely people?

Where d'you get all the lonely people?

Where d'you get all the lonely people?

People

Eleanor Rigby

Died in the church

Along with her name

Nobody came

Father Mackenzie

Wiping the dirt from his hands

As he walks from the grave

No one was saved

All the lonely people

Look at

All the lonely people

Look at

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

Where d'you get all the lonely people?

Where d'you get all the lonely people?

Where d'you get all the lonely

Where d'you get all the lonely

Where d'you get all the lonely people?

People