Pink Floyd - Fat Old Sun

G C D
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling,

F C G
Summer evening birds are calling.

D
Summerґs thunder time of year,

F C G
The sound of music in my ears.


Distant bells,

D F C
New-mown grass smells so sweet.

G D
By the river holding hands,

F C G
Roll me up and lay me down.


C Bm
And if you sit, donґt make a sound.

Am G
Pick your feet up off the ground.

C Bm
And if you hear as the warm night falls

Am Dm
The silver sound from a time so strange,

Gm
Sing to me,

Dm F D
Sing to me.


D G D
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,

F C G
Summer evening birds are calling.

D
Childrenґs laughter in my ears,

F C G
The last sunlight disappears.


C Bm
And if you sit, donґt make a sound.

Am G
Pick your feet up off the ground.

C Bm
And if you hear as the warm night falls

Am Dm
The silver sound from a time so strange,

Gm
Sing to me,

Dm F
Sing to me.


D G D F C
When that fat old sun ...

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