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Look at all the lonely
Look at all the lonely

Eleanor Rigby, up the rice in the church
a wedding has been, lives in a dream
Waits at the window, the face
she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?

All the people, where do they all come from?
All the people, where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie, the words to a sermon
That no one will hear, no one near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the
When there's nobody there, what he care?

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

Look at all the lonely
Look at all the lonely

Eleanor Rigby, died in the
And was buried along her name, nobody came
Father Mckenzie, wiping the from his hands
As he walks the grave, no one was saved

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