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D6Day after day, alone onG/D a hill
The man wD6ith the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still G/D
And nobodEm7y wants to know him thA7ey can see that he's just a fDool Bm
And he never gEm7ives an answer but the fA7ool on the hillDm7
A#/DSees the sun going down
And the eyes inC his head see the world spinning rounDmd D6
Well on the way, head in a cG/Dloud
TD6he man of thousand voices talking perfectly loud, G/D
And nobodyEm7 ever hears him, or the soA7und he appears tDo make Bm
And he nEm7ever seems to noticeA7 but the fool on the hillDm
Sees the sun going down A#/D
And the eyes inC his head see the world spinning rounDmd D6
D6G/DD6G/D
And nobody seEm7ems to like him they A7can tell what the wants Dto do Bm
And he nevEm7er shows his feelings but the fA7ool on the hill Dm
Sees the sun going down A#/D
And the eyes inC his head see the world spinning rounDmd D6
D6G/DD6G/D
Em7He never listens to themA7 he know that tDhey fools Bm
Em7They don like himA7 the fools on thDme hill
Sees the sun going down A#/D
And the eyes inC his head see the world spinning rounDmd D6
D6G/DD6G/D
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