Philosopher's Stone

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