The Beatles Spain Single Odeon DSOL 66.077 Strawberry Fields Forever Penny Lane Lyrics Vinyl Record Discography

The Beatles Spain Single Odeon DSOL 66.077 Strawberry Fields Forever Penny Lane Lyrics

The Beatles Spain Single Odeon DSOL 66.077 Strawberry Fields Forever Penny Lane Lyrics Vinyl Record Discography

The Beatles – Spain – 06/03/1967 – Single – Odeon DSOL 66.077

  1. Strawberry Fields Forever (Lennon / McCartney)
  2. Penny Lane (Lennon / McCartney)

Lyrics

Strawberry Fields Forever

Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out,
It doesn’t matter much to me.

Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can’t you know tune in but it’s all right,
That is I think it’s not too bad.

Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Always, no sometimes, think it’s me,
But you know I know when it’s a dream.
I think er know I mean a ‘Yes’ but it’s all wrong,
That is I think I disagree.

Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Penny Lane

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”.

On the corner is a banker with a motocar,
The little children laugh at him behind is back.
And the banker never wears a mack
In the pouring rain, very strange.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
There beneath the blue suburban skies.
I sit, and meanwhile back.

In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean, it’s a clean machine.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
A four of fish and finger pies in summer, meanwhile back.

Behind the shelter in the middle of the round-a-bout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
And though she feels as if she,s in a play, she is anyway.

In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
And then fireman rushes in from the pouring rain, very strange.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
There beneath the blue suburban skies.
I sit, and meanwhile back.

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

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.