In Pen-

ny

Lane

there

is

a

bar

-

ber

sho-

wing

pho

-

to-

graphs

Of

eve-

ry

head

he's

had

the

plea-

sure

to

have

known

And

all

the

peo-

ple

that

come

and

go

Stop

and

say

hel-

lo

On

the

cor-

ner

is

a

ban

-

ker

with

a

mo

-

tor-

car

The

lit-

tle

child

-

ren

laugh

at

him

be-

hind

his

back

And

the

ban-

ker

ne-

ver

wears

a

mac

In

the

pou

-

ring

rain,

ve-

ry

strange

Pen-

ny

Lane

is

in

my

ears

and

in

my

eyes

There

be-

neath

the

blue

su-

bur-

ban

skies

I

sit,

and

mean-

while

back

In

Pen-

ny

Lane

there

is

a

fire

-

man

with

an

ho

-

ur-

glass

And

in

his

po

-

cket

is

a

port

-

rait

of

the

queen

He

likes

to

keep

his

fire

en-

gine

clean

It's

a

clean

ma-

chine

Pen-

ny

Lane

is

in

my

ears

and

in

my

eyes

A

four

of

fish

and

fin-

ger

pies

In

sum-

mer,

mean-

while

back

Be-

hind

the

shel

-

ter

in

the

mid

-

dle

of

a

round

-

a-

bout

The

pret-

ty

nurse

is

sel-

ling

pop

-

pies

from

a

tray

And

though

she

feels

as

if

she's

in

a

play

She

is

a

-

ny-

way

In Pen-

ny

Lane

the

bar-

ber

shaves

a-

no-

ther

cus

-

to-

mer

We

see

the

ban

-

ker

sit-

ting

wai

-

ting

for

a

trim

And then

the

fi-

re-

man

ru-

shes

in

From

the

pou

-

ring

rain,

ve-

ry

strange

Pen-

ny

Lane

is

in

my

ears

and

in

my

eyes

There

be-

neath

the

blue

su-

bur-

ban

skies

I

sit,

and

mean-

while

back

Pen-

ny

Lane

is

in

my

ears

and

in

my

eyes

There

be-

neath

the

blue

su-

bur-

ban

skies

Pen-

ny

Lane