Luyện nghe bài hát Eleanor Rigby

Ah at all the lonely people
Ah at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby, up the rice
In the church a wedding has been
Lives in a
Waits at the window, the face
That she keeps in a jar by the
Who is it for

All the lonely
Where do they all from?
All the lonely
Where do they all

McKenzie, writing the words
Of a sermon no one will hear
No one comes
at him working, darning his socks
In the night when there's there
What does he

All the people
do they all come from?
All the lonely
do they all belong?

Ah look at all the people
Ah at all the lonely people

Rigby, died in the church
And was buried along her name
came
Father McKenzie, the dirt
From his hands as he walks the grave
No one was

All the people
Where do they all from?
All the people
do they all belong?