E D A Come on, my friends, let's make for the hills. E D A They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills. E D A You can get your hands on whatever we find, E D A 'Cause I'm only coming along for the ride. Chorus: 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. Over the mountains, across the 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. Chorus: 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. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E F G B |