Ten Years After — Over the Hill

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