Penny Lane     The Beatles (#1 in 1967)

Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to have known
And all the people that come and go stop to say hello
On the corner is a banker with a motor car
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a "mac" in the pouring rain, Very strange

    Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
    Wet beneath the blue suburban skies
    I sit and meanwhile 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 clean machine
    Penny Lane is in my ears and in my ears
    Full of fish and finger pies
    in summer meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play
She is anyway

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

Repeat 1st Chorus twice