Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs

Of ev'ry head he's had the pleasure to know.

And all the people that come and go stop and say hello.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.

Wet behind the blue suburban skies

I sit and meanwhile back

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 behind the blue suburban skies

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.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.

Full of fish and finger pies

In summer meanwhile back

In Penny Lane the barber shawes another customer.

We see the baner sitting, waiting for a trend.

And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain, very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.

Wet behind the blue suburban skies

I sit and meanwhile back

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.

Wet behind the blue suburban skies,

Penny Lane.