Ah look at all
the lonely people
Ah look at all

the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
picks up the rice
in the church where

a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
waits at the window
Wearing the face that

she keeps in a jar
by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people

Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Father McKenzie

writing the words
of a sermon that
no one will hear
No one comes near

look at him working
Darning his socks
in the night when
there`s nobody there

What does he care
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people

Where do they all belong
Ah look at all
the lonely people
Ah look at all

the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
died in the church
and was buried

along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie
wiping the dirt

from his hands
as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people

Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong