Luyện nghe bài hát Penny Lane

In Penny Lane is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to
And all the that come and go
Stop and say

On the corner is a banker a motorcar
The little children at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac in the pouring
Very

Penny is in my ears and in my eyes
Wet the blue suburban skies
I sit and meanwhile in

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

Penny Lane is in my and in my eyes
A of fish and finger pies
In summer meanwhile

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

Penny Lane, the barber shaves customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a
And the fireman in from the pouring rain
strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my
There beneath the suburban skies
I sit and meanwhile

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