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 dont seem too clear

Im not sure what I hear

It seems Im 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 its plain to see

That this stuff is killing me

Got to quit, so, Ill be free again

I got too much to lose

No one can fill my shoes

Think Ill leave the blues

Over the hill