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
Summer´s 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, don´t 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
Children´s laughter in my ears,

    F              C           G
The last sunlight disappears.


           C          Bm
And if you sit, don´t 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 ...