Pink Floyd – The Gold Its In The

Pink Floyd - The Gold Is In The... (Waters, Gilmour)

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Come on, my friends, let's make for the hills.

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They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills.

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You can get your hands on whatever we find,

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'Cause I'm only coming along for the ride.

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Well, you go your way, I'll go mine.

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I don't care if we get there on time.

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Everybody's searching for something, they say.

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I'll get my kicks on the way.

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Over the mountains, across the seas,

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Who knows what will be waiting for me?

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I could sail forever to strange sounding names.

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Faces of people and places don't change.

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All I have to do is just close my eyes

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To see the seagulls wheeling in those far distant skies.

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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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