Eleanor Rigby lyrics

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice

in the church where a wedding had been

Lives in a dream

She waits at the window, wearing the face

that she keeps in a jar by the door

Who is it for?

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from? Yeah

All the lonely people

Tell me where they all belong

Oh, look at all the lonely people

Oh, Lord

Oh, look at all the lonely people

Listen to this...

Father McKenzie 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?

I heard him say:

(Oh, look at all those lonely people)

Where do they all come from?

He turned to me and he said:

(Oh, look at all those lonely people)

Whoa, where do they all belong?

Oh, look at all the lonely people

(People) People (People)

Whoa, now

Oh, look at all the lonely people

(People, people)

Eleanor Rigby, she died in the church

and was buried along with her name

Nobody came

And Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands

as he walks from the grave

No one was saved

And the man said:

(Ah, look at all those lonely people)

Where do they all come from?

He turned to me and he said: Brother Ray,

(Ah, look at all those lonely people)

Well, I wanna know, know, where they all belong?

Oh, look at all the lonely people

(People) People (People)

Well, Lord

Yeah, yeah

Oh, look at all the lonely people

(People, people)

(Ah, look at all those lonely people)

Where do they all come from?

(Ah, look at all those lonely people)  

Now, now, now

Tell me where they all belong, oh