over the next hill

Lyrics

forever, forever the road goes on forever, if your wheels are burning up the miles, and you're wearing down shoe leather, and your face is frozen in a smile, and the road goes on forever, forever, forever, the road goes on forever, over the next hill, maybe there's good weather, if you're flying over table top, eyes wide with wine and wonder, or lazy counting kangaroos, in the dingle days down under, down under, down under, in dingle days down under, over the next hill, there's no more rain or thunder, though you chose the open road when you were willing, to sing and dance and take the tambourine and the shilling, all the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning, but once the stone begins to roll, it's not the turning, like a rolling stone, with no direction home, though you chose the open road when you were willing, to sing and dance and take the tambourine and the shilling, all the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning, but once the stone begins to roll, it's not the turning, like a rolling stone, with no direction home, if you're pacing in the dressing room, where there's no fresh paint or windows, or you're strutting on some dusty stage, and wondering where the time goes, the time goes, the time goes, wondering where the time goes, over the next hill, they say there will be rainbows, oh rainbows, rainbows, somewhere over rainbows, over the next hill, who knows where the time goes