Eleanor Rigby
The Beatles
Revolver
Ah,
look
at
all
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Ah,
look
at
all
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
E
lea
nor
Rig
by
Picks
up
the
rice
in
the
church
where
a
wed
ding
has
been
Lives
in
a
dream
Waits
at
the
win
dow
Wear
ing
the
face
that
she
keeps
in
a
jar
by
the
door
Who
is
it
for?
All
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Where
do
they
all
come
from?
All
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Where
do
they
all
be
long?
Fa
ther
Mc
Ken
zie
writ
ing
the
words
of
a
ser
mon
that
no
one
will
hear
No
one
comes
near
Look
at
him
work
ing
Darn
ing
his
socks
in
the
night
when
there's
no
bo
dy
there
What
does
he
care?
All
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Where
do
they
all
come
from?
All
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Where
do
they
all
be
long?
Ah,
look
at
all
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Ah,
look
at
all
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
E
lea
nor
Rig
by
Died
in
the
church
and
was
buri
ed
a
long
with
her
name
No
bo
dy
came
Fa
ther
Mc
Ken
zie
Wip
ing
the
dirt
from
his
hands
as
he
walks
from
the
grave
No
one
was
saved
All
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Where
do
they
all
come
from?
All
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Where
do
they
all
be
long?
Ah,
look
at
all
the
lone
ly
peo
ple
Ah,
look
at
all
the
lone
ly
peo
ple