Originally in Em, I play in Am capo 2, swung and fast.
Vox on the 3
| F | Am | |
| A | h, look at all the lonely p | eople |
| F | Am | |
| A | h, look at all the lonely p | eople |
“In” and “church” are on the *major* 6.
| Am |
| Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church |
| F | Am | |
| Where a wedding has b | een, lives in a d | ream |
| Am |
| Waits at the window, wearing the face |
| F | Am | |
| That she keeps in a jar by the d | oor, who is it | for? |
| Am7 | AmM6 |
| All the lonely | people |
| F/A | Am | |
| Where | do they all come f | rom? |
| Am7 | AmM6 |
| All the lonely | people |
| F/A | Am | |
| Where | do they all bel | ong? |
| Am |
| Father McKenzie, writing the words |
| F | Am | |
| To a sermon that no one will | hear, no one comes | near |
| Am |
| Look at him working, donning his socks |
| F | Am | |
| In the night when there’s nobody | there, what does he | care? |
| Am7 | AmM6 |
| All the lonely | people |
| F/A | Am | |
| Where | do they all come f | rom? |
| Am7 | AmM6 |
| All the lonely | people |
| F/A | Am | |
| Where | do they all bel | ong? |
| F | Am | |
| A | h, look at all the lonely p | eople |
| F | Am | |
| A | h, look at all the lonely p | eople |
| Am |
| Eleanor Rigby died in the church |
| F | Am | |
| And was buried along with her | name, nobody | came |
| Am |
| Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt |
| F | Am | |
| From his hands as he walks from the | grave, no one was | saved |
| Am7 | AmM6 |
| All the lonely | people |
| F/A | Am | |
| Where | do they all come f | rom? |
| Am7 | AmM6 |
| All the lonely | people |
| F/A | Am | |
| Where | do they all bel | ong? |