Fat Old Sun Lyrics & Chords By David Gilmore

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling, Summer evening birds are calling. Summer's thunder time of year, The sound of music in my ears. Distant bells, New mown grass...read more

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling, Summer evening birds are calling. Summer's thunder time of year, The sound of music in my ears. Distant bells, New mown grass...read more

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 ...read more

I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the...read more

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evenin' birds are calling Summer Sunday and a year The sound of music in my ears Distant bells New mown grass smells so...read more