Throwing stones at the embassy Policeman come and arrested me Paper at the university said, I was a hero And the wise old judge that I went before wouldn't believe what I did it for, said, this is no way to stop the war But how the hell would he know? Singing songs of dissolution, ban the bomb and beat pollution, writing on walls about a revolution that's guaranteed to grow And I see on the news some identity, with an old man's views on society, said, there's no room for guys like me But how the hell would he know? (Chorus:) Over the hills and far away, I'm gonna understand one day, what the other half believe in, if it's real or just deceiving So until I find that day, I'll go along my way And I'll look back on my life And I'll know I lived it right. Instrumental (do do do...) Lying down across the roadway, almost lasted out the whole day Drivers trying but there was no way left for them to go And the wise old judge that we went before wouldn't believe what we did it for, said, this is no way to help the poor But how the hell would he know? Chorus Instrumental (do do do...) (Bridge:) Over the hills and far away, merrily on my way. Ninteen-ninty-five came quickly, crept right up, and now it's hit me Seems the mayor of a busy city don't know where the days go Build a bridge and move the highway, spend the rest and mend the byways Someone wrote things across my driveway, and someone broke my windows And I see on the news some identity, with a young man's views on society, says there's no room for guys like me But how the hell would he know? Chorus Instrumental (do do do...) Bridge (bis)