Luyện nghe bài hát Penny Lane

In Penny Lane there is a barber photographs
Of every head had the pleasure to know
And all the people that and go
Stop and say

On the corner is a with a motorcar
The little children laugh at him behind his
And the never wears a mack in the pouring rain
Very

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my
There the blue suburban skies
I sit and back in

Penny Lane there is a with an hourglass
And in his is a portrait of the Queen
He likes to keep his fire engine
a clean machine

Penny Lane is in my and in my eyes
A four of and finger pies
In meanwhile back

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

Penny Lane, the barber shaves customer
We see the banker waiting for a trim
And the fireman rushes in the pouring rain
Very

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my
There the blue suburban skies
I sit and back

Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue skies
Penny