Philosopher's Stone Songtext / Lyric

Out on the highways and the by-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 and I'm searching for

And I'm searching for the philosophers stone



And it's a hard road, it's a hard road daddy-o

When my job is turning lead into gold

He was born in the back street

Born in the back street Jelly Roll



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

The philosophers stone

Can you hear that engine?






Woe, can you hear that engine drone?

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



Searching for the philosophers stone



Up in the morning, up in 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, you've got me searching for

Searching for, the philosophers stone



Even my best friends

Even my best friends they don't know

That my job is turning lead into gold



When you hear that engine

When you hear that engine drone

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

The philosophers stone



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