The fool on the hill
Interprète : The Beatles
| 1. | [DO]Day after day, al[FA]one on a hill The [DO]man with a foolish grin Is keeping [FA]perfectly still, But [REm]nobody wants to[SOL7] know him, They can [DO]see that it's just a [LAm]fool And [REm]he never gives an [SOL7]answer. |
| 2. |
Well on the way, head in a cloud, The man have a thousand voices Talking perfectly loud, But nobody ever hears him, Or the sounds he appears to make And he never seems to notice. |
| 3. |
And nobody seems to like him, They can tell what he wants to do And he never shows his feelings. |
| 4. |
He never listen to them he know that they're the fools. They don't like him. |
| ref. | [REm7]But the [DOm]fool [LAb]on the [DOm]hill sees the [LAb]sun going down and the [SIb]eyes in his head see the [DOm]world spinning 'roun[DO]d. |