Barbara Dickson

Barbara Dickson

Eleanor Rigby
Composição de (John Lennon and Paul McCartney)
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Ah! look at all the lonely people. Ah! look at all the lonely people.  
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Eleanor Ribgy, picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been, 
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Lives in a dream  
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Waits at the window wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door 
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Who is it for? 
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All the lonely people where do they all come from? 
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All the lonely people where do they     all belong 
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Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear 
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No one comes near, 
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Look at him working darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there 
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What does he care? 
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All the lonely people where do  they all come  from? 
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All the lonely people where do they    all belong? 
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Ah! look at all the lonely people. Ah! look at all the lonely people  
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Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name  
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Nobody came      
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Father McKenzie Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks  from the grave                             Em                
No one was saved.      
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Ah! look at all the lonely people.  
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All the lonely people where do they all come  from? 
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Ah! look at all the lonely people.  
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All the lonely people where do they all belong?

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