Texty:
Great Big Sea Over The Hills

' pay. Go over the hills and far away! We'll fight in dry Afghanistan, To keep the peace in foreign lands. Learn the real soldiers' way, Go over the hills

' pay. Go over the hills and far away! We'll fight in dry Afghanistan, To keep the peace in foreign lands. Learn the real soldiers' way, Go over the hills

Oh, I'd like to be like a bird up in the sky Hoppin' from branch to branch and learning to fly I'd fly right over the hill Right to your window sill

't be afraid, it's only Johnny Dhu Over the road with me pack on me back Over all the fields with me big heavy sack Over the hills with the moon peeking

its little ass Get over it Get over it All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit Get over it, get over it Get over it Get over it