Pink Floyd — The Gold It's In The ... lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "The Gold It's In The ..." by Pink Floyd.
Lyrics
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 yuor 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,