Pink Floyd — Fat Old Sun Live BBC Radio Session 16 July 1970

[Verse 1] When the 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 Song sweet By the river holding hands Roll me up and lay me down [Chorus] And if you see, don’t make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a tongue so strange Sing to me, sing to me [Verse 3] When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evening birds are calling Children’s laughter in my ears The last song-light disappears [Chorus] And if you see, don’t make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a tongue so strange Sing to me, sing to me [Outro] When that fat old sun in the sky is falling