THE GOLD IT'S IN THE...







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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.

       B

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

G

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

A

Everybody's searching for something, they say.

  F

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.

  B

All I have to do is just close my eyes

    G

To see the seagulls wheeling in those far distant skies.

A                                                     F

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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