Paul McCartney - Eleanor Rigby, аккорды песни для гитары

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Ah, look at all the lonely people.
 
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Ah, look at all the lonely people.

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Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church
                     
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where a weeding has been, lives in a dream.
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Waits at the window, wearing the face
                                
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Em
that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?

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

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Father McKenzie, writing the words
                     
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of a sermon that no one will hear, no-one comes near.
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Look at him working, darning his socks
                             
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in the night when there’s nobody there, what does he care?

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All the lonely people,
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
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Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?

Em7
            
Em6
Ah, look at all the lonely people
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
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Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?

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Eleanor Rigby died in the church
                     
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and was buried along with her name, nobody came.
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Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt
                             
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from his hands as he walks from the grave, no-one was seved.

Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?

C
                          
Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
 
C
                          
Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Em
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church
                     
C
                
Em
where a weeding has been, lives in a dream.
Em
Waits at the window, wearing the face
                                
C
              
Em
that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for?

Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?

Em
Father McKenzie, writing the words
                     
C
                
Em
of a sermon that no one will hear, no-one comes near.
Em
Look at him working, darning his socks
                             
C
                
Em
in the night when there’s nobody there, what does he care?

Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?

Em7
            
Em6
Ah, look at all the lonely people
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?

Em
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
                     
C
                
Em
and was buried along with her name, nobody came.
Em
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt
                             
C
                
Em
from his hands as he walks from the grave, no-one was seved.

Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
     
C/E
                
Em
where do they all come from?
Em7
            
Em6
All the lonely people,
      
C/E
            
Em
where do they all belong?