Crawling Up A Hill

　　Katie Melua-Crawling Up A Hill

　　Written by John Mayall

　　Published by Trio Essex Music Ltd

　　Every morning (a)bout half past eight,

　　My Mummer wakes me says,

　　“Don’t be late”,

　　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 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 girl,

　　Staying just a poor girl,

　　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.

　　From the album ＇Call Off The Search＇

　　Every morning (a)bout half past eight,

　　My Mummer wakes me says,

　　“Don’t be late”,

　　I get to the office,

　　tryin’ to concentrate,

　　My life is like 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 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 girl,

　　Staying just a poor girl,

　　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.

　　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

　　Katie Melua-Crawling Up A Hill