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Eleanor Rigby

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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?

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