G                                              Am7
Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
D7         G                                                    Gm7
Of every head he's had the pleasure to have known,
Gm6                             Ebmaj7
And all the people that come and go
D7
Stop and say hello

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac
In the pouring rain...
C
Very strange

  F                                           B
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
F                                                   B
There beneath the blue suburban skies
D7
I sit, and meanwhile back

 G                                           Am7
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
D7             G                                     Gm7
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
Gm6                         Ebmaj7
He likes to keep his fire engine clean;
D7
It's a clean machine.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
Four of fish and finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play
She is anyway

Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
Then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain...
Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies...
Penny Lane.

D7                                 G                                     Hm7   C
In Penny mean while back, Penny Lane is in my ears and in my     eyes,
G                                                C                         G
There benath the blue suburban skies, Penny Lane.

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Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he’s had the pleasure to have known,
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac
In the pouring rain…
Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There 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
Four of fish and finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she’s in a play
She is anyway

Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
Then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain…
Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies…
Penny Lane.

In Penny mean while back, Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
There benath the blue suburban skies, Penny Lane.