[Strophe]
         A               F#m            Bm        E7 
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
         A                 F#m         Am 
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know
                                 F           E7 
And all the people that come and go stop and say hello
[Strophe]
       A           F#m           Bm       E7 
On the corner is a banker with a motor car
           A                 F#m            Am 
The little children laugh at him behind his back
                              F           E7               D 
And the banker never wears a ‘MAC’ in the pouring rain   very strange
[Refrain]
      G             Bm             C 
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
G                 Bm            C                E7 
There beneath the blue suburban skies  I sit and meanwhile back
[Strophe]
         A               F#m             Bm         E7 
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hour glass  
           A           F#m             Am 
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen
                                 F             E7 
He likes to keep his fire engine clean  it's a clean machine
[Instrumentale]
A F#m Bm E7    A F#m Am     F   E7   D
[Refrain]
      G             Bm             C 
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
G               Bm              C              E7 
      A four of fish and finger pies in summer meanwhile back
[Strophe]
           A              F#m           Bm        E7 
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
           A                F#m            Am 
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
                                      F             E7 
And though she feels as if she's in a play   she is anyway
[Strophe]
         A               F#m            Bm      E7 
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer
           A              F#m           Am 
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
                            F           E7             D 
And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain   very strange
[Refrain]
      G             Bm             C 
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
G                 Bm            C                E7 
There beneath the blue suburban skies I sit and meanwhile back
[Outro]
       A            C#m7             D 
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
A                 C#m7          D             A 
There beneath the blue suburban skies.. . .   Penny Lane