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