The Beatles
Penny Lane

Song :
B
      B                 G#m            C#m7         F#7
Penny Lane : there is a barber showing photographs
           B                   G#m      Bm7   
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
         G#m7                     G   
And all the people that come and go
                 F#7 
Stop and say hello.

        B          G#m           C#m7    F#7
On the corner is a banker with a motor car.
           B                   G#m      Bm7   
The little children laugh at him behind his back.   
         G#m7                     G   
And the banker never wears a 'mac'
       F#7            E7
In the pouring rain. Very strange 

        A           C#m7           D   
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A                C#m7          D    
Wet beneath the blue suburban skies,
        F#7
I sit and meanwhile back, in:

         B           G#m            C#m7         F#7
Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass.                               
           B             G#m          Bm7
And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen.
         G#m7                     G   
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
                 F#7
It's a clean machine.
break
B   G#m   C#m7   F#7
B   G#m   Bm7
G#m7      G
F#7       E7
                          
        A              C#m7         D   
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A             C#m7      D    
Full of fish and finger pies,
       F#7
in summer meanwhile back

        B          G#m           C#m7    F#7
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout 
           B                   G#m      Bm7
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray 
         G#m7                     G 
And though she feels as if she's in a play 
            F#7
She is anyway  
        B          G#m                C#m7     F#7
Penny Lane: the barber shaves another customer.                                
           B             G#m          Bm7
We see the banker sitting, waiting for a trim.
         G#m7                G
And then the fireman rushes in
       F#7            E7
From the pouring rain. Very strange 

        A           C#m7           D   
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A                C#m7          D    
Wet beneath the blue suburban skies,
        F#7
I sit and meanwhile back

        B            D#m7            E
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
B                D#m7            E    
Wet beneath the blue suburban skies.
       B
Penny Lane.