Philosopher's Stone lyrics

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