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Out on the highways and the all alone
I'm still searching for, for my home
Up in the morning, up in the morning out on the
And my head is and my hands are cold

And I'm looking for the lining
lining in the clouds and I'm searching for
And I'm for the philosophers stone

And it's a road, it's a hard road daddy-o
When my job is turning into gold
He was in the back street
Born in the back Jelly Roll

I'm on the road again and I'm for
The stone
Can you hear that

Woe, can you hear that drone?
Well, I'm on the again and I'm searching for
Searching for the stone

Up in the morning, up in the
When the streets are white with
It's a hard road, it's a hard daddy-o

Up in the morning, up in the
Out on the job, well, you've got me for
Searching for, the stone

my best friends
Even my best friends they don't
That my job is turning lead gold

When you hear that
When you that engine drone
I'm on the road again and I'm for
The philosophers

It's a hard road, even my best friends don't know