Luyện nghe bài hát Eleanor Rigby

I look at all the people
I look at all the lonely

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

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

McKenzie writing the words of a sermon
That no one will hear, no one comes
Look at him working, his socks in the night
When there's nobody there, does he care?

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

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

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