Aretha Franklin "Eleanor Rigby"

I’m Eleanor Rigby 

I pick up the rice in the church where the weddins have been

Yeah

I’m Eleanor Rigby

I’m keepin’ my face in a jar by the door, 

I don’t know what 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 to a sermon that no one will hear

No one comes near.

Look at him working. 

Darning his socks in the night

What does he care?

Yeah

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong?

Yeah

Eleanor

Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor

Eleanor Rigby

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.

Sayin’ all the lonely people

Where do they, where do they come from?

All over the world the lonely the lonely lonely people

Where do they all belong?

The lonely

Only the lonely know

Ooh, the lonely

Only the lonely people know

Just like Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor, Eleanor Rigby

Only the lonely

Yeah, the lonely