Ah, look at all the lonely people   Ah, look at all the lonely people   Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church   Where the wedding has been-   lives in a dream   Waits at the window, wearing a 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 ?      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 ?   Ah, look at all the lonely people   Ah, look at all the lonely people