The Gold It`s In The...

Come on, my friends, Let`s make for the hills. They say there`s gold but I`m looking for thrills. You can get your hands on whatever we find, Because I`m only coming along for the ride. Well, you go your way, I`ll go mine. I don`t care if we get there on time. Everybody`s searching for something, they say. I`ll get my kicks on the way. Over the mountains, across the seas Who knows what will be waiting for me? I could sail forever to strange sounding names. Faces of people and places don`t change. All I have to do is just close my eyes To see the seagulls wheeling on those far distant skies. All I want to tell you, all I want to sayIs count me in on the journey. Don`t expect me to stay.