C Em Ah! look at all the lonely peopleC Em Ah! look at all the lonely peopleC6 Eleanor Ribgy, picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has beenEm Lives in a dreamC6 Waits at the window wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the doorEm Who is it forEm7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all come fromEm7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all belongContinúa después del anuncioC Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hearEm No one comes nearC Look at him working darning his socks in the night when there's nobody thereEm What does he careEm7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all come fromEm7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all belongC Em Ah! look at all the lonely peopleC Em Ah! look at all the lonely peopleC Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her nameEm Nobody cameC Father McKenzie Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the graveEm No one was savedC Em Ah! look at all the lonely peopleEm7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all come fromC Em Ah! look at all the lonely peopleEm7 Em6 C Em All the lonely people where do they all belong
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