Well I use to sing in Texas and it sounded fine to me

I guess I've come a long long way

But I've changed the words so many times I lost the melody

And I never even saw it slip away

Out to sea there is a refuge

Where the holy winds are strong

Out to sea there is a high place takes so long

So I thought of California by the shinning sea

Though I'd write the song of songs

I could hear my baby's goodbye voice ringing out to me

Dear David I hope you live that long

Out to sea there is a refuge

Where the holy winds are strong

Out to sea there is a high place

Sailor lead me to your song

And we will bathe in the white foaming water

And be pure as God's driven snow

On that cloudless day there'll be no sorrow

So the story goes the story goes

Well I might never sing a song that's good enough for me

Chase the doubts and fears away

On a sinking ship of hope I could hear the sailors calling

Call the captain sail away

Out to sea there is a refuge

Where the holy winds are strong

Out to sea there is a high place lead me to your song

And we will bathe in the white foaming water

And be pure as God's given snow

On that cloudless day there'll be no sorrow

So the story goes the story goes