So long, it's so clear

Old man whispers in a young man's ear

There is gold in them hills

Best get climbing, gonna get your fill of that cool, cold water

And what's waiting on the other side?

Where the wildflowers grow at the end of a dead-end road

And high as a rolling stone?

Looking up from the valley below

Yeah, I got a long way to climb for what's waiting on the other side

I walk where the wild wing blows, into the great unknown

No, I don't beg, I just work

Or some motherfucker's gonna get there first

If I stay in this dirt

How am I ever gonna quench my thirst with that cool, cold water?

And what's waiting on the other side?

Where the wildflowers grow at the end of a dead-end road

And high as a rolling stone?

Looking up from the valley below

Yeah, I got a long way to climb for what's waiting on the other side

I walk where the wild wing blows, into the great unknown

Wild as a wildflower grows at the end of a dead-end road

And high as a rolling stone

Looking up from the valley below

Yeah, I got a long way to climb for what's waiting on the other side

I walk where the wild wing blows, into the great unknown