Luyện nghe bài hát Penny Lane

In Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the to know
And all the people come and go
and say hello

On the corner is a banker with a
The little children laugh at him his back
And the banker never a mack in the pouring rain
strange

Penny is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the suburban skies
I sit and back in

Penny there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the
He likes to keep his fire engine
It's a machine

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my
A four of fish and finger
In meanwhile back

the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a
And though she feels as if in a play
She is

Penny Lane, the barber shaves another
We see the banker sitting for a trim
And the fireman rushes in from the pouring
Very

Penny Lane is in my and in my eyes
There beneath the blue skies
I sit and meanwhile

Penny Lane is in my and in my eyes
There the blue suburban skies
Lane