Wednesday, 4 September 2019

Overhill

Overhill is a place of beauty
It's surrounded by emerald trees
All the creatures there seem to love it
Hobbits, otters and small bumble bees

Overhill is
My own favourite place
May it be where
I spend rest of my days

I love walking in the fair old forest
Far away from sorrows and fears
The trees bring me some sweet comfort
It can't be found anywhere else

Overhill is
My own favourite place
May it be where
I spend rest of my days

I don't need much fuss around me
I am happy with undisturbed peace
I wish Overhill never changes
It's my haven guarded by trees

Overhill is
My own favourite place
May it be where
I spend rest of my days

Overhill is
My own favourite place
May it be where
I spend rest of my...
I spend rest of my days


About the song

I was born in Overhill, under the tall pine trees. I have always enjoyed the peace of the woods, so I wrote a song about it. This one is best sung to Calico Skies, a song by Master Macca.

 

Paul McCartney – Calico Skies

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