Eleanor Rigby

	  		

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Ahh, look at all the lonely people. 
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Ahh, look at all the lonely people. 
 
 
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Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been. 
            Em 
Lives in a dream. 
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Waits at the window, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door, 
          Em 
Who is it for? 
 
 
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All the lonely people, 
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Where do they all come from? 
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All the lonely people, 
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Where do they all belong? 
 
 
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Father MacKenzie, writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear, 
              Em 
No one comes near. 
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Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there. 
              Em 
What does he care? 
 
 
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All the lonely people, 
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Where do they all come from? 
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All the lonely people, 
      Em5+             Em 
Where do they all belong? 
 
 
 C                            Em 
Ahh, look at all the lonely people. 
 C                            Em 
Ahh, look at all the lonely people. 
 
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Eleanor Rigby died in a church and was buried along with her name, 
        Em 
Nobody came. 
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Father MacKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave, 
            Em 
No one was saved. 
 
 
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All the lonely people, 
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Where do they all come from? 
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All the lonely people, 
      Em5+             Em 
Where do they all belong?