John Martyn
"Over The Hill"


I'm going away to leave you,
Going to leave you in disgrace.
Nothing in my favour,
Got the wind in my face.
I'm going home;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.

Can't get enough of sweet cocain,
Get enough of Mary Jane.
Going back to where I came from,
Going to roll 'em back home again,
Over the hill,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.

I've been worried about my babies,
Been worried about my wife.
There's just one place for a man to be
When he's worried about his life.
I'm going home,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.

Well I'm going away to leave you,
Going to leave you in disgrace.
I got nothing in my favour;
The rain in my face.
I'm going home,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.

Over the hill,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.