Album Cover The Gold it's in The...

The Gold it's in The...

Pink Floyd

7

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 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