Fat Old Sun

Pink Floyd

1. When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
   Summer evening birds are calling
   Summer sunday and a year
   The sound of music in my ears
   Distant bells, new mown grass smells so sweet
   By the river holding hands
   Roll me up and lay me down

R: And if you see, don´t make a sound
   Pick your feet up off the ground
   And if you hear as the warm night falls
   A silver sound from a tongue so strange
   Sing to me, sing to me 

2. When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
   Summer evening birds are calling
   Children´s laughter in my ears
   The last sunlight disappears

R: And if you see , don´tmake a sound
   Pick your feet up off the ground
   And if you hear as the warm night falls
   A silver sound from a tongue so strange
   Sing to me , sing to me 

3. When that fat old sun....

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