Penny Lane

Verse 1:
       A                F#m             Bm        E7
Penny Lane: there is a barber showing photographs
          A                  F#m         Am
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know,
                                  F
And all the people that come and go
          E       | E7
Stop and say hello.

Verse 2:
        A           F#m           Bm       E7
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
             A                F#m            Am
And little children laugh at him behind his back.
                              F
And the banker never wears a mac
        E             E7
In the pouring rain, very strange!

Chorus 1:
       G            Bm             C
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
  G                 Bm            C
There beneath the blue suburban skies
            E7
I sit, and meanwhile back.

Verse 3:
          A               F#m            Bm         E7
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass,
            A           F#m              Am
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
                                   F
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
         E          | E7
It's a clean machine.

Verse 4: ([Instrumental])
A F#m | Bm E7 | A F#m | Am | Am | F | E | E7

Chorus 2:
       G            Bm             C
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
G            Bm              C
  A four of fish and finger pies
            E7
In summer. Meanwhile back.

Verse 5:
             A             F#m           Bm        E7
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout,
            A                F#m             Am
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
                                        F
And though she feels as if she's in a play,
       E     | E7
She is anyway.

Verse 6:
          A               F#m            Bm       E7
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
            A              F#m            Am
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
                            F
And then the fireman rushes in
          E              E7
From the pouring rain, very strange!

[Chorus 3] = [Chorus 1]

Coda:
       A            C#m            D
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
  A                 C#m           D
There beneath the blue suburban skies
F             A
  Penny Lane.