Eleanor Rigby - Nina Simone, Aretha Franklin

I’m Eleanor Rigby

I picked up the rice in the church where the weddings have been, yeah

I’m Eleanor Rigby

I’m keeping my face in a jar by the door

If you want to know what is it for, Well

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

Knotting 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) Mhm

(Eleanor Rigby) Mhm, yeah

(Eleanor) Eleanor, yeah

(Eleanor Rigby) Mhm, mhm

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

All of 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?

The lonely (Eleanor)

Only the lonely know (Eleanor Rigby)

Woo hoo, the lonely (Eleanor)

Only the lonely people know (Eleanor Rigby)

Just like Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor Rigby

Only the lonely

Yeah, the lonely, yeah