Do Mim
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Do Mim
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Mim
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church
Do Mim
where a wedding has been, lives in a dream.
Mim
Waits at the window, wearing the face
Re Do Mim
that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?
Mim7 Mim6
All the lonely people,
Do/Mi Mim
where do they all come from?
Mim7 Mim6
All the lonely people,
Do/Mi Mim
where do they all belong?
Mim
Father McKenzie, writing the words
Do Mim
of a sermon that no one will hear, no-one comes near.
Mim
Look at him working, darning his socks
Re Do Mim
in the night when there’s nobody there, what does he care?
Mim7 Mim6
All the lonely people,
Do/Mi Mim
where do they all come from?
Mim7 Mim6
All the lonely people,
Do/Mi Mim
where do they all belong?
Do Mim
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Do Mim
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Mim
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
Do Mim
and was buried along with her name... nobody came.
Mim
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt
Re Do Mim
from his hands as he walks from the grave, no-one was seved.
Mim7 Mim6
All the lonely people,
Do/Mi Mim
where do they all come from?
Mim7 Mim6
All the lonely people,
Do/Mi Mim
where do they all belong?
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