The Beatles - Eleanor Rigbyadd

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Ah, look at all the lonely people
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Ah, look at all the lonely people

F#m  3 
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has
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been—Lives in a dream
F#m  3 
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the
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door—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?

F#m  3 
Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will
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hear--No one comes near.
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Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's
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nobody there--What does he care?

F#m7             F#m6
All the lonely people
          D                       F#m
Where do they all come from?
F#m7             F#m6
All the lonely people
          D                  F#m
Where do they all belong?

 D                                  F#m    
Ah, look at all the lonely people
 D                                  F#m    
Ah, look at all the lonely people

F#m  3 
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her
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name--Nobody came
F#m  3 
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the
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grave--No one was saved

F#m7             F#m6
All the lonely people
          D                       F#m
Where do they all come from?
F#m7             F#m6
All the lonely people
          D                  F#m  hold 
Where do they all belong?