You s[D]ay you're headed [G]out to Cali[A]fornia
You've [G]heard the grapes are [A]fallin' from the [D]vines
I was hopin' you might [G]have the urge to [A]write me
But I [G]don't believe you [A]will, so never [D]mind
I was talkin' to a man down at Conesco
And he thought they might be hiring any time
I'm so tired of going any way the wind blows
And I thought that me and you, but never mind
CHORUS:
Never [G]mind, never mind
I'm just [A]talkin' through the [D]wine
And you [G]know that drinkin' always makes me [A]sad
But [G]before this night is [A]through
I'd [D]better say I [G]love you
Or I'm [G]go ...
From a distance the world looks blue and green,
And the snow-capped mountains white.
From a distance the ocean meets the stream,
And the eagle takes to flight.
From a distance, there is harmony,
And it echoes through the land.
It’s the voice of hope, it’s the voice of peace,
It’s the voice of every man.
From a distance we all have enough,
And no one is in need.
And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease,
No hungry mouths to feed.
From a distance we are instruments
Marching in a common band.
Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace.
They’re the songs of every man.
God is watching us. God i ...
