Luyện nghe bài hát Eleanor Rigby

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

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

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

Father McKenzie, writing the
Of a sermon no one will hear
No one near
Look at him working, his socks
In the night when there's nobody
What he care

All the lonely
Where do all come from?
All the lonely
Where do all belong?

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

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

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