text: Come on, my friends
  Let’s make for the hills
  They say there’s gold and 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 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 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