Crawling Up A Hill

Crawling Up A Hill - John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers

Written by：John Mayall

Every morning about half past eight my momma wakes me says

Don't be late I get to the office tryin' to concentrate

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

So I stop one day to figure it out

I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt

To sing the blues that I know all about

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

Minute after minute second after second hour after hour goes by

Working for a rich man staying just a poor man

Never stop to wonder why

So here I am in London town

A better scene I'm gonna be around

The kind of music that won't bring me down

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

Minute after minute second after second hour after hour goes by

Working for a rich man staying just a poor man

Never stop to wonder why

So here I am in London town

A better scene I'm gonna be around

The kind of music that won't bring me down

Life is just a slow train crawling up a hill