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OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY

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Intro :                    
 
 
  Throwing stones at the e  mbassy,
  policeman come and arres  ted me,
  Paper at the universi  ty,
said I was a he  ro,
And t  he wise old judge that I went bef  ore,
  wouldn't believe what I d  id it for,
  Said this is no way to   stop the w  ar,
  But, how the hel  l would he kn  ow?
 
 
Singing songs of dissolution,
ban the bomb and beat pollution,
Writing on walls about a revolution,
that's guaranteed to grow,
And I see on the news some identity,
with an old man's views on society,
Said there's no room for guys like me,
  But, how the hell would   he   know?
 
 
  Over the hills and f  ar away,
I'm g  onna understand one   day,
  What the other half believe i  n,
if it's real or just dece  iving,
  So until I find that d  ay,
  I'll go along my w  ay,
And   I'll look back on my l  ife and I'll know I lived it ri  ght.
 
 
                Dou   dou dou   dou dou   dou dou dou   dou
 
 
Lying down across the roadway,
almost lasted out the whole day,
Drivers trying but there was no way,
left for them to go,
And the wise old judge that we went before,
wouldn't believe what we did it for,
Said this is no way to help the poor,
But, how the hell would he know?
 
 
  Over the hills and f  ar away,
I'm g  onna understand one   day,
  What the other half believe i  n,
if it's real or just dece  iving,
  So until I find that d  ay,
  I'll go along my w  ay,
And   I'll look back on my l  ife and I'll know I lived it ri  ght.
 
 
                Dou   dou dou   dou dou   dou dou dou   dou       
  Over the hills and f  ar away,
mer  rily on my w  ay.
 
 
                    
 
 
  1995 came qui  ckly,
  crept right up and now it'  s hit me,
  Seems the mayor of a busy c  ity,
don't know where the days   go,
 
 
Build a bridge and move the highway,
spend the rest and mend the byways,
Someone wrote things across my driveway,
and someone broke my window,
And I see on the news some identity,
with a young man's views on society,
Said there's no room for guys like me,
But, how the hell would he know.
 
 
  Over the hills and f  ar away,
I'm g  onna understand one   day,
  What the other half believe i  n,
if it's real or just dece  iving,
  So until I find that d  ay,
  I'll go along my w  ay,
And   I'll look back on my l  ife and I'll know I lived it ri  ght.
 
 
                Dou   dou dou   dou dou   dou dou dou   dou       
  Over the hills and f  ar away,
mer  rily on my w  ay. (2x)
 
 
Finale :                    
 

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