Over The Hill - John Martyn

I’m going away to leave you, I’m 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 cocaine, get enough of mary-jane

Going back to where I come from, going rolling back home again

Over the hill, hey hey hey, over the hill

Over the hill, hey hey hey, over the hill

Been worried about my babies, been worried about my wife

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

I’m going away to leave you, I’m going to leave you in disgrace

Got nothing in my favour, rain in my face

I’m going home, hey hey hey, over the hill

Over the hill, hey hey hey, over the hill