Eleanor Rigby - Aretha Franklin (艾瑞莎·弗兰克林)

I'm Eleanor Rigby I picked up the rice

In the church where the weddin's had been yeah

I'm Eleanor Rigby I'm keepin' my face in a jar by the door

You wanna know what is it for

Well all the lonely people

Where do they all come from Yeah

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong now

Father McKenzie writin' a words to a sermon

That no one will hear no one comes near

Look at him workin' darnin' his socks in the night

What does he care Yeah

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong Yeah

Hmm yeah hmm yeah

Eleanor yea e yea hmm

Eleanor Rigby died in the church

And was buried along with her name nobody came

Father McKenzie wipin' the dirt from his hands

As he walked from the grave

Sayin' all the lonely people

Where do where do they come from

All over the world the lonely lonely lonely people

Where do where do they all belong

Lonely only the lonely know

Ooh lonely only the lonely people know

Just like Eleanor Rigby yeah

Eleanor Eleanor Rigby

Only the lonely yeah the lonely

Yea e yea God bless

Lonely lonely