Philosophers Stone lyrics

I'm on the highway, engine bi-ways

All alone

I'm still searching for, searching for my home

Up in the morning, up in the morning
Out on the road

And my head is aching, and my hands are cold

And I'm looking for the silver lining

Silver lining in the clouds

Yet I'm searching for, yet I'm searching for

The Philosopher's Stone

And it's a hard road, it's a hard road

Daddy-O

When my job is turning lead into gold

I was born in the backstreet, born in the backstreet

Jally-Ro

I'm on the road again and I'm searching for the Philosopher's Stone

Can you hear that engine?

Lord can you hear that engine drone?

Well I'm on the road again

And I'm searching for, searching for the Philosopher's Stone

Up in the morning, up on the morning

When the streets are white with snow

It's a hard road, it's a hard road

Daddy-O

Up in the morning, up in the morning

Out on the job

Well they got me searching for, searching for

The Philosopher's Stone

Even my best friends, even my best friends

They don't know

That my job is turning lead into gold

Can you hear that engine, can you hear that engine drone?

I'm on the road again, and I'm searching

For the Philosopher's Stone

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

That I'm searching for, searching for

The Philosopher's Stone