The Beatles - Eleanor Rigbyadd

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

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

Am7             Am6
All the lonely people
          F                       Am
Where do they all come from?
Am7             Am6
All the lonely people
          F                  Am
Where do they all belong?

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

Am7             Am6
All the lonely people
          F                       Am
Where do they all come from?
Am7             Am6
All the lonely people
          F                  Am
Where do they all belong?

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

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

Am7             Am6
All the lonely people
          F                       Am
Where do they all come from?
Am7             Am6
All the lonely people
          F                  Am  hold 
Where do they all belong?