Bb Dm Ah! look at all the lonely people. Dm Eleanor Rigby, Bb6 Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been, Dm Lives in a dream Dm Waits at the window Bb6 Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Dm Who is it for? Dm7 Dm6 All the lonely people Bb Dm Where do they all come from? Dm7 Dm6 All the lonely people Bb Dm Where do they all belong? Dm Father McKenzie Bb6 Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear Dm No one comes near. Dm Look at him working, Bb6 Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there Dm What does he care? Dm7 Dm6 All the lonely people Bb Dm Where do they all come from? Dm7 Dm6 All the lonely people Bb Dm Where do they all belong? Bb Dm Ah! look at all the lonely people Dm Eleanor Rigby Bb6 Died in the church and was buried along with her name Dm Nobody came Dm Father McKenzie Bb6 Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave Dm No one was saved. Dm7 Dm6 All the lonely people Bb Dm Where do they all come from? Dm7 Dm6 All the lonely people Bb Dm Where do they all belong?