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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 'Cause 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 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 wanna tell you, all I wanna say It's count me on the journey, don't expect me to stay
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