Following Lyrics

ROAMING ROUND THE COUNTRY
LOOKING FOR MY FRIEND
WONDERING IF HE IS
WHERE HE'S ALWAYS BEEN
FOLLOWING THE RIVER
DIGGING FOR SOME GOLD
EVEN IF THERE IS
IT WON'T BE ENOUGH

ON MY WAY OVERGROUND
I'LL BE WEARING NO CROWN
THERE IS NO PROMISED LAND
ONLY HARD WORKING HANDS
AND THEY ARE FOLLOWING
BACK FROM MY JOURNEY
STANDING ON MY OWN
HERE I COME TO FIND
THAT A HOUSE IS NOT A HOME
FRIENDS BECAME FATHERS
I NEVER FOUND THAT GOLD
THE ONLY THING I KNOW
HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE ALONE