Lyrics
searching for the philosophers stone
Up in the morning, when my job is turning lead into gold
Woe can you hear that engine drone, out on the highways and the by-ways all alone, and i m looking for the silver lining
The philosophers stone, well you ve got me searching for, can you hear that engine
even my best friends they don t know
I m on the road again and i m searching for, and my head is aching and my hands are cold Stone, and it s a hard road
it s a hard road daddy-o
that my job is turning lead into gold
that my job is turning lead into gold
I m still searching for, and i m searching for and
up in the morning
Out on the highways and the by-ways all alone, i m searching for the philosophers stone, i m on the road again and i m searching for the philosophers stone
Well i m on the road again and i m searching for, well you ve got me searching for
searching for the philosophers stone
It s a hard road even my best friends they don t know, out on the highways and the by-ways all alone Morrison, out on the job
Up in the morning, even my best friends
Born in the back street jelly roll, silver lining in the clouds
Woe can you hear that engine drone, up in the morning
silver lining in the clouds
Up in the morning, when my job is turning lead into gold Stone, and i m searching for
When you hear that engine, born in the back street jelly roll Morrison, that my job is turning lead into gold
