Out To Sea

G Am  G Am

G                                  G7              C
Well I use to sing in Texas and it sounded fine to me
D                             G
I guess I've come a long long way
         G                                 G7        C
But I've changed the words so many times I lost the melody
      D                       G
And I never even saw it slip away
G      Am   D             G
Out to sea there is a refuge
          Am   D         G
Where the holy winds are strong
       Am  D          G       Em           A       C  D
Out to sea there is a high place          takes so long
       G                   G7              C
So I thought of California by the shinning sea
D                            G
Though I'd write the song of songs
        G                            G7             C
I could hear my baby's goodbye voice ringing out to me
     D                          G
Dear David I hope you live that long
G      Am   D             G
Out to sea there is a refuge
          Am   D         G
Where the holy winds are strong
       Am  D          G       Em
Out to sea there is a high place
A                      C
Sailor lead me to your song
            D             G             D
And we will bathe in the white foaming water
               G            A
And be pure as God's driven snow
        D          G                 D
On that cloudless day there'll be no sorrow
                            G    Am G  Am
So the story goes the story goes
             G                        G7               C
Well I might never sing a song that's good enough for me
D                           G
Chase the doubts and fears away
G                                 G7
C
On a sinking ship of hope I could hear the sailors calling
D                     G
Call the captain sail away
G          Am D                G
Out to sea there is a refuge
          Am   D          G
Where the holy winds are strong
      Am  D           G        Em      A              D
Out to sea there is a high place      lead me to your song
            D             G             D
And we will bathe in the white foaming water
               G           A
And be pure as God's given snow
        D          G                 D
On that cloudless day there'll be no sorrow
                            G    Am G  Am  G
So the story goes the story goes


  From John David Souther
  Asylum Records 1972
  Palo Mesa Music(ASCAP)