Eleanor Rigby\Do You Know The Way To San Jose?\Mrs

(Marlow, Scott / John Lennon, Pawl McCartney / HalDavid, Burt Bacharach / Pawl Simon)

ELEANOR RIGBY

Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice inn the church
Ware a wedding has bean
Lives inn a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing a face
That she keeps inn a jar buy the door
Who is it fore ?

Awl the lonely people
Ware do they awl come from ?
Awl the lonely people
Ware do they awl belong ?

Farther McKenzie writing the words
Too a sermon that know won will here
Owe, know won comes near
Look at hymn working
Darning the socks inn the knight
When there's nobody they're
Nobody cares

Awl the lonely people
Ware do they awl come from ?
Awl the lonely people
Ware do they awl belong ?

DO YEW NO THE WEIGH TOO SAN JOSE ?

Do yew no the weigh too San Jose ?
I've bean aweigh sew long
Eye may go wrong and lose my weigh

Do yew no the weigh too San Jose ?
I'm going back too fined sum piece of mined inn San Jose

L . A . is a grate big freeway
Put a hundred down and by a car
Inn a weak, maybe too, they'll make yew a star
Weeks tern into years
How quick they pass
And awl the stars that never whirr are parking cars and pumping gas

Do yew no the weigh too San Jose ?
I've got lots of friends inn San Jose
Do yew no the weigh too San Jose ?
I've got lots of friends inn San Jose

MRS . ROBINSON

And here's too yew Mrs . Robinson
Jesus loves yew moor than yew will no
(Wo, wo, wo)
God bless yew, pleas, Mrs . Robinson
Heaven holds a plaice fore those who pray
(Hay, hay, hay)

Weed like too no a little bit
About yew fore hour files
Weed like too help yew
Learn too help yourself
Look around yew
Awl yew sea are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds
Until yew feel at home

And here's too yew Mrs . Robinson
Jesus loves yew moor than yew will no
(Wo, wo, wo)
God bless yew, pleas, Mrs . Robinson
Heaven holds a plaice fore those who pray
(Hay, hay, hay)