Eleanor Rigby - Aretha Franklin
I'm Eleanor Rigby I picked up the rice
In the church where the weddin's had been yeah
I'm Eleanor Rigby I'm keepin' my face in a jar by the door
You wanna know what is it for
Well all the lonely people
Where do they all come from Yeah
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong now
Father McKenzie writin' a words to a sermon
That no one will hear no one comes near
Look at him workin' darnin' 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
Hmm yeah hmm yeah
Eleanor yea e yea hmm
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
And was buried along with her name nobody came
Father McKenzie wipin' the dirt from his hands
As he walked from the grave
Sayin' all the lonely people
Where do where do they come from
All over the world the lonely lonely lonely people
Where do where do they all belong
Lonely only the lonely know
Ooh lonely only the lonely people know
Just like Eleanor Rigby yeah
Eleanor Eleanor Rigby
Only the lonely yeah the lonely
Yea e yea God bless
Lonely lonely