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Well I used 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
But it takes so long
So I thought of California
By the shining sea
I thought I'd write the song of songs
I can hear my babe's goodbye voice
Ringin' 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
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
Well I might never sing a song
That's good enough of me
To chase the doubts and fears away
On a sinking ship of hope
I can hear the sailors calling
Calling 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
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
And so it goes