John Martyn - Over the hill | Текст песни

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• 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, over the hill.

Can't get enough of sweet cocaine, get enough of Mary Jane.
Going back to where I come from, going to roll 'em back home again.
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, 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, over the hill