| id0 |
205 |
| title |
Eleanor Rigby |
| artist |
The Beatles |
| year |
1966 |
| album |
REVOLVER |
| playable |
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| title_artist |
eleanorrigby_thebeatles |
| transpose |
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| count |
8 |
| status0 |
0 |
| lastdate |
1754786180 |
| ip |
216.73.216.246/Mozilla/5.0 AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko; compatible; ClaudeBot/1.0; +claudebot@anthropic.com) |
| originalkey |
Em |
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 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
*
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, 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