Eleanor Rigby

04:04
Karen Joy Brown
Paul McCartney and John Lennon

Lyrics

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice at a church where a wedding has been, lives in a dream

waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?

 

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

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

 

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear, no one comes near

look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there, what does he care?

 

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

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

 

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried alone with her name, nobody came

Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave, no one was saved

 

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

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?