Luyện nghe bài hát Eleanor Rigby

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

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

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

Father McKenzie, writing the
Of a that no one will hear
No one near
at him working, darning his socks
In the when there's nobody there
does he care

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

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

Rigby, died in the church
And was buried along with her
Nobody
Father McKenzie, the dirt
From his hands as he walks the grave
No one was

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