Lyrics:

In Penny Lane There Is A Barber Showing Photographs
of Every Head He's Had The Pleasure To Know.
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 Mack
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 Mean While 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.
a Four Of Fish And Finger Pies
in Summer, Meanwhile Back

behind The Shelter In The Middle Of A Roundabout
the Pretty Nurse Is Selling Poppies From A Tray
and Tho' 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 Mean While Back.
penny Lane Is In My Ears And In My Eyes.
there Beneath The Blue Suburban Skies,
penny Lane.