Lyrics:

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice
In a church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearin' the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, look at
All the lonely people, look at
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?

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, look at
All the lonely people, look at
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
Well, look at all the lonely people
People
Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church 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, look at
All the lonely people, look at
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
Well, look at all the lonely people, ooh-ooh
Well, look at all the lonely
Well, look at all the lonely
Well, look at all the lonely people
People, ooh