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Fool On The Hill

Lennon/McCartney

Day after day alone on the hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,

But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he’s just a fool,
And he never gives an answer,

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.

Well on the way his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice,
But the fool on the hill . . .
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.

And he never listens to them
He knows that they’re the fools
They don’t like him but the
Fool on the hill. . .

Nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill . . .