Eleanor Rigby / Julia (Transition) (Love Version)
Lyrics
Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has beenfull lyrics...
Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has beenfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentationfolk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
a clear focus on recording studio production
acoustic sonority
melodic string accompaniment
major key tonality
a smooth male lead vocalist
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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All the lonely people From his hands as he walks from the grave Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt In the church where a wedding has been Songwriters: John Lennon, Paul Mccartney Ah, look at all the lonely people Where do they all come from? Publishers: SONY BEATLES LTD, SONY/ATV TUNES LLC All the lonely people Nobody came And was buried along with her name Waits at the window, wearing the face Eleanor Rigby, died in the church Who is it for? Where do they all come from? Father McKenzie, writing the words In the night when there's nobody there No one was saved Ah, look at all the lonely people All the lonely people No one comes near Where do they all belong? All the lonely people of a sermon that no one will hear What does he care? Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Where do they all come from? Lives in a dream (Ah, look at all the lonely people) That she keeps in a jar by the door All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people) Look at him working, darning his socks Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice All the lonely people


