Tender Years Lyrics

	Lyrics：Paul Mccartney Music：Paul Mccartney Artist：Paul Mccartney
	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 '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 mack in the pouring rain
	Very strange Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	I sit, and meanwhile back
	in Penny Lane there is fireman with an hourglass
	and in his pocket in 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
	A full of fish and finger pies
	in summer meanwhile back
	behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
	the pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
	And though she feels as if she's in a play she is anyway
	In 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 Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	I sit, and meanwhile back
	Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	Penny Lane

	Lyrics: Paul Mccartney Music: Paul Mccartney Artist: Paul Mccartney
	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 ' 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 mack in the pouring rain
	Very strange Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	I sit, and meanwhile back
	in Penny Lane there is fireman with an hourglass
	and in his pocket in 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
	A full of fish and finger pies
	in summer meanwhile back
	behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
	the pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
	And though she feels as if she' s in a play she is anyway
	In 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 Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	I sit, and meanwhile back
	Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	Penny Lane

	Lyrics: Paul Mccartney Music: Paul Mccartney Artist: Paul Mccartney
	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 ' 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 mack in the pouring rain
	Very strange Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	I sit, and meanwhile back
	in Penny Lane there is fireman with an hourglass
	and in his pocket in 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
	A full of fish and finger pies
	in summer meanwhile back
	behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
	the pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
	And though she feels as if she' s in a play she is anyway
	In 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 Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	I sit, and meanwhile back
	Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
	There beneath the blue suburban skies
	Penny Lane

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