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Eleanor Rigby: A Poem of Loneliness

Eleanor Rigby picks up rice in the empty church after a wedding. She lives alone in her dreams and waits by the window wearing a mask. Father McKenzie writes sermons that no one hears and darn his socks alone at night, caring for no one. Both Eleanor Rigby and Father McKenzie die alone without anyone attending their burials. The song reflects on the loneliness of living isolated lives.

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Eleanor Rigby: A Poem of Loneliness

Eleanor Rigby picks up rice in the empty church after a wedding. She lives alone in her dreams and waits by the window wearing a mask. Father McKenzie writes sermons that no one hears and darn his socks alone at night, caring for no one. Both Eleanor Rigby and Father McKenzie die alone without anyone attending their burials. The song reflects on the loneliness of living isolated lives.

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ELEANOR RIGBY

F Am
Ah, look at all the lonely people (2x)

Am
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church
F
where a wedding has been, lives in a dream.
Am
Waits at the window, wearing the face
F
that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?

Am F Am
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
Am F Am
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Am
Father McKenzie, writing the words
F
of a sermon that no one will hear, no-one comes near.
Am
Look at him working, darning his socks
F
in the night when there’s nobody there,what does he care?

Repeat Chorus and Intro

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...

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