The Fool on the Hill

Day after day,

(Em)alone on a hill,

the (D6)man with the foolish grin is keeping (Em)perfectly still.

But (Em7)nobody wants to know him,

they can (D6)see that he's just a fool.

And (Em7)he never gives an answer,

but the (Dm)fool (Bb)on the hill sees the sun going down,

and the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.

(D6)Well on the way,

a (Em)head in a cloud,

the (D6)man of a thousand voices talking (Em)perfectly loud.

But (Em7)nobody ever hears him, or the (D6)sound he appears to make.

And (Em7)he never seems to notice,

but the (Dm)fool (Bb)on the hill sees the sun going down,

and the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.

(Em7)Nobody seems to like him, they can (D6)tell what he wants to do,

and (Em7)he never shows his feelings,

but the (Dm)fool (Bb)on the hill sees the sun going down,

and the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.

(Em7)He never listens to them, they he (D6)knows what that they're the fools,

and (Em7)he never they don't like him,

but the (Dm)fool (Bb)on the hill sees the sun going down,

and the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.