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 coming along for the ride.

Well, you go on your way and 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 sea
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 sea gulls wheeling in the 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.