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….
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Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me I don’t want to leave her now You know I believe…
I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar…
In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up…
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away, Now it looks as though they’re here to stay, Oh I believe in yesterday. Suddenly, I’m not half the man I used…