The Beatles
«Complete Lyrics of all Songs»

Where a wedding has been,

Lives in a dream,

Waits at the window, wearing the face

That she keeps in a jar by the door,

Who is it for?

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Farther McCenzie, writing the words of a sermon

That no one will hear,

No one comes near.

Look at him working, darning his socks in the night

When there's nobody there,

What does he care?

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people,

Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried

Along with her name.

Nobody came.

Farther McCenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands

As he walks from the grave

No one was saved.

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Well they took some honey from the tree, dressed it up and they called it me.

Everybody's trying to be my baby, everybody's trying to be my baby,

Everybody's trying to be my baby now.

Woke up last night, half past four,

Wicked woman knocking at my door.

Went out last night, I didn't stay late,

Called her home, had a nice teen date.

When I'm walking beside her

People tell me I'm lucky.

Yes, I know I'm a lucky guy.

I remember the first time

I was lonely without her,

Yes, I'm thinking about her now.

Ev'ry little thing she does,

She does for me, yeah.

And you know the things she does,

She does for me, yeah.

When I'm with her I'm happy

Just to know that she loves me.

Yes, I know that she loves me now.

There is one thing I'm sure