The Gold It`s In The ... (Remastered)

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 mountains, across 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 say is count me in on the journey Don't expect me to stay