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Jackie Wilson

Eleanor Rigby

 

Eleanor Rigby


Ah! Look at all the lonely people
Ah! Look at all the lonely people
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 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?
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 people,
Where do they all belong?

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