The Gold It s In The… – Pink Floyd (Letras)

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,
Cause I m only comin long for the ride.
Well, you go your way, I ll go mine.
I don t care if we get there on time.
Ev rybody s searching for something they say.
I ll get my kicks on the way.
Over the mountain, 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 close my eyes
To see the sea gulls wheeling in those far distant skies.

All I want to tell you, all I want to say
Is count me in on the journey,
Don t expect me to stay.

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