2.Eleanor Rigby
Written：John Lennon／Paul Mccartney
Artist：Paul Mccartney
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 stocks in the night when
the-re'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.
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
and was buried a long 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？
(Ah - Look at all the lonely people)
All the lonely people, where do they all belong？
(Ah - Look at all the lonely people)
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