[00:00.00]Eleanor Rigby
[00:04.31]Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
[00:05.00]for all fans of Joan Baez
[00:10.00]
[00:10.26]Lives in a dream
[00:11.81]Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
[00:18.42]Who is it for?
[00:20.11]All the lonely people
[00:22.99]Where do they all come from ?
[00:26.70]All the lonely people
[00:29.78]Where do they all belong ?
[00:36.95]Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
[00:43.43]No one comes near.
[00:45.08]Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
[00:51.71]What does he care ?
[00:53.44]All the lonely people
[00:56.66]Where do they all come from ?
[01:00.24]All the lonely people
[01:03.23]Where do they all belong ?
[01:07.23]Ah, look at all the lonely people
[01:14.03]Ah, look at all the lonely people
[01:21.27]Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
[01:28.00]Nobody came
[01:29.41]Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
[01:36.10]No one was saved
[01:37.98]All the lonely people
[01:41.14]Where do they all come from ?
[01:44.84]All the lonely people
[01:47.86]Where do they all belong ?
[01:51.99]Ah, look at all the lonely people
[01:59.08]Ah, look at all the lonely people
[02:06.10]W~ W~ W~

Eleanor Rigby
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
for all fans of Joan Baez
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 ?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
W~ W~ W~