Over The Hill - Ten Years After

I got water on the brain

My mind is like a drain

Here I go again

Over the hill

My eyes don’t seem too clear

I’m not sure what I hear

Seems I’m going clear

Over the hill

Like a cripple and his crutch

I have leaned a bit too much

Seems that I should never touch again

Now it seems it’s plain to see

That this stuff is killing me

Got to quit so, I’ll get free

Again

I got too much to lose

No one can fill my shoes

Think I’ll leave the blues

Over the hill