Penny [G]Lane: there is a [Em]barber [Am7]showing [D7]photographs.
Of every [G]head he’s had the [Em]pleasure [Gm7]to know.
And all the [Em7-5]people that come [Eb]and go
Stop and [D7]say [C]hello..
Penny [F]Lane is in my ears and in [Am7]my [Bb]ey es.
[F]. Wet beneath the blue [Am7]subur [Bb]ban sk ies,
I sit and [Cdim]meanwhile: [D7].
On the corner is a banker with a motor car.
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a “mac”
In the pouring rain.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Wet beneath the blue suburban skies,
I sit and meanwhile:
Back in Penny Lane: there is a fireman with an hourglass.
And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
It’s a clean machine.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Wet beneath the blue suburban skies,
I sit and meanwhile:
Back in Penny Lane: the barber shaves another customer.
We see the banker sitting, waiting for a trend.
And then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Wet beneath the blue suburban skies,
I sit and meanwhile back:
Penny [G]Lane is in my ears and in [Bm7]my [C]e yes.
[G]. Wet beneath the blue [Bm7]subur [C]ban sk ies.