The Beatles - Eleanor Rigbyadd

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Ah, look at all the lonely people
 F#                                  A#m    
Ah, look at all the lonely people

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

A#m7             A#m6
All the lonely people
          F#                       A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m7             A#m6
All the lonely people
          F#                  A#m
Where do they all belong?

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

A#m7             A#m6
All the lonely people
          F#                       A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m7             A#m6
All the lonely people
          F#                  A#m
Where do they all belong?

 F#                                  A#m    
Ah, look at all the lonely people
 F#                                  A#m    
Ah, look at all the lonely people

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

A#m7             A#m6
All the lonely people
          F#                       A#m
Where do they all come from?
A#m7             A#m6
All the lonely people
          F#                  A#m  hold 
Where do they all belong?