Come on my friend
let s make for the hills They say there s gold and I m looking for thrills You can get your hands on whatever we find cause I ve only come along for the ride Well you go your way and 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 sea Who knows what may 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 in the far distant skies All I wanna tell you
all I wanna say Is count me in on the journey
don t expect me to stay

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