Eleanor Rigby (Cifrada)

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Ah! look at all the lonely people.
Dm
Eleanor Rigby,
                                                  Bb6
Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been,
           Dm
Lives in a dream
 Dm
Waits at the window
                                                Bb6
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
          Dm 
Who is it for?
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All the lonely people
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Where do they all come  from?
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All the lonely people
      Bb            Dm
Where do they all belong?
Dm
Father McKenzie
                                               Bb6
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
             Dm
No one comes near.
Dm    
Look at him working,
                                                   Bb6
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
Dm
What does he care?
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All the lonely people
      Bb                Dm 
Where do they all come  from?
Dm7            Dm6  
All the lonely people
      Bb            Dm
Where do they all belong?

 Bb                        Dm
Ah! look at all the lonely people
Dm
Eleanor Rigby
                                                 Bb6
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
       Dm
Nobody came
Dm
Father McKenzie
                                                    Bb6
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
           Dm
No one was saved.
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All the lonely people
      Bb                Dm 
Where do they all come  from?
Dm7            Dm6  
All the lonely people
      Bb            Dm
Where do they all belong?