B                              C#m7     F#7sus4
Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
    F#7    B                                 Bm
Of every head he's had the pleasure to have known.
            Bm/G#               Bm/G
And all the people that come and go
         F#7sus4  F#7   F#7sus4  F#7
Stop and say hello.

         B                       C#m7     F#7sus4
On the corner is a banker with a motor car.
     F#7      B                              Bm
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
        Bm/G#               Bm/G
And the banker never wears a mac
       F#7sus4      F#7   E
In the pouring rain.    Very strange.

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

          B                               C#m7    F#7sus4
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass.
    F#7      B                          Bm
And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen.
            Bm/G#                 Bm/G
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
      F#7sus4       F#7   F#sus4   F#7
It's a clean machine.
 
Solo: B  C#m7  F#sus4  F#
      B  Bm
      Bm/G#  Bm/G
      F#7sus4  F#7  E

       A            A/C#            D
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A       A/C#             D
  For a fish and finger pie,
            F#
In summer meanwhile back,

              B                          C#m7    F#7sus4
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
      F#7    B                             Bm
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
               Bm/G#                  Bm/G
And though she feels as if she's in a play,
       F#7sus4    F#7   F#sus4    F#7
She is anyway.

       B                               C#m7    F#7sus4
Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer.
   F#7       B                           Bm
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
              Bm/G#        Bm/G
And then the fireman rushes in
         F#7sus4       F#7   E
From the pouring rain.     Very strange.

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

       B            B/Eb            E
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
  B               B/Eb            E
There beneath the blue suburban skies.
             B
Penny Lane!