Aula de Violão na Free Som | The Beatles - Eleanor Rigby | por Alice Bonfioli

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  • Опубликовано: 30 янв 2025
  • Gravado em agosto de 2019.
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    Eleanor Rigby
    Composição: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
    Aah, look at all the lonely people
    Aah, look at all the lonely people
    Eleanor Rigby
    Picks up the rice in the church 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?
    Father McKenzie
    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?
    Aah, look at all the lonely people
    Aah, look at all the lonely people
    Eleanor Rigby
    Died in the church and was buried along with her name
    Nobody came
    Father McKenzie
    Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
    No one was saved
    All the lonely people (aah, look at all the lonely people)
    Where do they all come from?
    All the lonely people (aah, look at all the lonely people)
    Where do they all belong?

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