Ah, look at all the lone ly peo ple!
Ah, look at all the lone ly peo ple!
El ea nor Rig by picks up the rice in the church where a wed ding has been,
lives in a dream.
Waits at the win dow, wear ing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door,
who is it for?
All the lone ly peo ple, where do they all come from?
All the lone ly peo ple, where do they all be long?
Fa ther Mc Ken zie writ ing the words of a ser mon that no one will hear,
no one comes near.
Look at him work ing, darn ing his socks in the night when there’s no bod y there,
what does he care?
the lone ly peo ple, where do they all come from?
All the lone ly peo ple, where do they all be long?
El ea nor Rig by, died in the church and was bur ied a long with her name,
no bod y came.
Fa ther Mc Ken zie, wip ing the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
no one was saved.
All the lone ly peo ple, where do they all come from?
All the lone ly peo ple, where do they all be long?
This page shows “Eleanor Rigby” by Mona Rejino in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of E at 126 BPM, a slightly more challenging arrangement — practice each phrase slowly first.