Luke Kelly - The sun is burning

The sun is ^Gburning ^Cin the s^Gky, Strands of ^Gclouds go s^Clowly d^Amrifting ^Dby. In the p^Gark the d^Creamy ^Dbees are d^Groning in the flowers a^Dmong the^C trees ^{D C} And the ^Gsun burns ^Cin the s^Gky.

Now the s^Gun is ^Cin the ^Gwest, Little ^Gbabes lie d^Cown to ^Amtake their ^Drest, And the c^Gouples ^Cin the p^Dark are ^Gholding hands and w^Daiting for the ^Cdark ^{D C} And the s^Gun is i^Cn the ^Gwest.

Now the s^Gun is ^Csinking ^Glow, Children p^Glaying ^Cknow it's ^Amtime to ^Dgo. High a^Gbove a ^Cspot app^Dears, a ^Glittle blossom b^Dlooms and then draws ^Cnear ^{D C} And the s^Gun is s^Cinking l^Gow.

Now the s^Gun has c^Come to ^Gearth Shrouded i^Gn a ^Cmushroom c^Amloud of ^Ddeath. Death comes ^Gin a ^Cblinding f^Dlash of ^Ghellish heat and l^Deaves a smear of ^Cash ^{D C} And the ^Gsun has c^Come to e^Garth.

Now the s^Gun has d^Cisappea^Gred All that's l^Geft is d^Carkness, ^Ampain and f^Dear. Twisted s^Gightless w^Crecks of ^Dmen go c^Grawling on their ^Dknees and cry in^C pain ^{D C} And the ^Gsun has d^Cisappear^Ged.