Eleanor Rigby - B.B. Seaton
Ah, look at all those lonely people people
Ah, look at all those lonely people people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
Lives in her dream
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 ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?
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 ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?
Ah, look at all those lonely people people
Ah, look at all those lonely people people
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
And was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands
As he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely lonely people my baby
Where do they all belong ?
Ah, look at all those lonely people that came alone
Ever know real be
Ah, look at all those lonely Father McKenzie Father McKenzie
Ah, look at all those lonely
