B C#m7 F#7
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
B Bm7
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know
Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7sus4 F#7
And all the people that come and go stop and say hello
On the corner is a banker with a motor car
The little children laugh at him behind his back
Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7sus4 F#7
And the banker never wears a mac in the pouring rain
E
Very strange
A A/C# D D/A
Penny Lane, is in my ears and in my eyes
A A/C# D
There beneath the blue suburban skies
F#7
I sit, and meanwhile back
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hour glass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen
He likes to keep his fire engine clean, it's a clean machine
B C#m7 F#7 B Bm7 Gmaj7 F#7sus4 F#7 E
Penny Lane, is in my ears and in my eyes
Full of fish-and-finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play, she is anyway
In Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting, waiting for a trim
And 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
B B/D# E
Penny Lane, is in my ears and in my eyes
B B/D# E E/B
There beneath the blue suburban skies
B
Penny Lane
