Over The Hill
John Hiatt / John Hiatt: The Eclipse Sessions (2018)
|  | |: | Dm |  | F |  | G |  | F | :| | Dm | F | 
|  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  | I'm over the hill, | under the bridge, | 
|  | G | F | Dm |  | F |  | G |  | F | 
|  | Still a few peaks and | down the hills, I ain't | seen. |  |  |  |  |  |  | 
|  | Dm | F | 
|  | You talk about love, I | talk about love, | 
|  | G | F | Dm |  | F |  | G |  | F | 
| I | don't know any | better than to | dream. |  |  |  |  |  |  | 
|  | C | Bb | 
|  | I know your father's house, it | has many rooms. | 
|  | C | Bb | A | 
|  | I see the young men sweeping | up with their | brooms. | 
|  | |: | Dm | F | G |  | F | C | Dm |  | F |  | G |  | F | C | :| | 
|  | |: | (But/Yeah) if you | want me |  | - | I'm | over the | hill. |  |  |  |  |  |  |  | :| | 
  
| I'm long in the tooth, and what can I say? |  | 
| I've taken huge bites of life and I ate the bones. |  | 
| The gristle and marrow feeds my soul, |  | 
| Gives me the strength to forgive all the sticks and stones. |  | 
| And what you see in me you think I see too, |  | 
| I didn't get here telling stories for you. |  | 
| |: (But/And) if you want me (baby) - I'm over the hill. :| |  | 
  
|  | C | E | 
|  | I hear a distant cry - | A tear forms in your eye; | 
|  | F | D | 
|  | For the way things might have been - | We can't live that again. | 
|  | C | E | 
|  | No time to fill the cup - | No time to screw it up; | 
|  | F | G | A | 
|  | We'll have to place our bets - | On a dog with | no regrets. | 
|  | solo: | |: | Dm |  | F |  | G |  | F |  | C | :| | 4x | 
|  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  | 
| Well time won't tell, heaven or hell, |  | 
| Time just pisses his secrets down the street. |  | 
| You talk about love, I talk about love, |  | 
| Sometimes I'll even think we know what we mean. |  | 
| No band of angels bringing peace to the streets. |  | 
| We wear the garments and we shuffle our feet. |  | 
| |: (But/Yeah) if you want me baby - I'm over the hill. :| |  | 
  
| Oh, I'm over the hill, babe. I'm over the hill baby. I'm over the hill babe. |  | 
 
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