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Penny Lane (Boulder, 26.5.93)

In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs

Of every head he's had the pleasure to know

And all the people that come and go

Stop and say helloOn the corner is a banker with a motorcar

The little children laugh at him behind his back

And the banker never wears a mack

In the pouring rain, very strangePenny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes

There beneath the blue suburban skies

I sit, and meanwhile backIn 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 a clean machinePenny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes

A four of fish and finger pies

In summer, meanwhile backBehind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout

The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray

And though she feels as if she's in a play

She is anywayIn 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 strangePenny lane is in my ears and in my eyes

There beneath the blue suburban skies

I sit, and meanwhile backPenny lane is in my ears and in my eyes

There beneath the blue suburban skies

Penny Lane

Songwriters

LENNON, JOHN / MCCARTNEY, PAULPublished by

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