Eleanor Rigby by Lennon & Mccartney br The Beatles br br Ah look at all the lonely people br Ah look at all the lonely people br Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice br In the church where a wedding has been br Lives in a dream br Waits at the window, wearing the face br That she keeps in a jar by the door br Who is it for br All the lonely people br Where do they all come from? br All the lonely people br Where do they all belong? br Father McKenzie, writing the words br Of a sermon that no one will hear br No one comes near br Look at him working, darning his socks br In the night when there's nobody there br What does he care br All the lonely people br Where do they all come from? br All the lonely people br Where do they all belong? br Ah look at all the lonely people br Ah look at all the lonely people br Eleanor Rigby, died in the church br And was buried along with her name br Nobody came br Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt br From his hands as he walks from the grave br No one was saved br All the lonely people br Where do they all come from? br All the lonely people br Where do they all belong?