Penny Lane

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 have known. Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7 And all the people that come and go, stop and say “Hello”. B C#m7 F#7 On the corner is a banker with a motor car. B Bm7 The little children laugh at him behind his back. Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7 And the banker never wears a mac, in the pouring rain. E nc A D Very strange. Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. A D F#7 C#m7 F#7 There beneath the blue suburban skies, I sit and mean-while back, B C#m7 F#7 In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hour-glass. B Bm7 And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen. Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7 He likes to keep his fire engine clean, it's a clean machine. B C#m7 F#7 B Bm7 Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7 C#m7 E A D Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. A D F#7 C#m7 F#7 A four of fish and finger pies in summer. Mean-while back, B C#m7 F#7 Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout, B Bm7 The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray. Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7 And though she feels as if she's in a play, she is anyway. B C#m7 F#7 In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer. B Bm7 We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim. Bm6 Gmaj7 F#7 And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain. E nc A D Very strange. Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. A D F#7 C#m7 F#7 There beneath the blue suburban skies, I sit and mean-while back, B E Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. B E B There beneath the blue suburban skies. Penny Lane.