Eleanor Rigby - Live At Fillmore West

I'm Eleanor Rigby, I picked up the rice
In the church where the weddings had been, yeah
I'm Eleanor Rigby, keepin' my face in a jar by the door
You wan' know what is it for?

Well, for the lonely people
Where do they all come from, now, now, now?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong now?

Father McKenzie, writin' the words to a sermon
That no one will hear, nobody comes near
Look at him workin', darnin' his socks in the night
What does he care? Talking about all

All the lonely people
Where do, where do they come from? All over this world
All the lonely people
Where do, where do they all belong?

Hey
Eleanor Rigby
Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby

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 this world, the lonely people
Where do, where do they all belong?

Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby, ooh
Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby
Well, Ri
Well, Ri
Eleanor Rigby, yeah, yeah

Ooh ooh, Eleanor Rigby
Oh yeah

All right
Try to wonder about, uh...
A little I wanna make here with you
(When? How?)