Venezuela · letra

My best friend's in Venezuela And he sent me a letter and a photograph Well I miss him so you know His letters always make me laugh
Well he's down there in the southern sun Where the ocean waves roll blue Walking barefoot in the sand You know that's something we always liked to do And I believe I'll go to Venezuela too
well he tells me that he's happy there And he doesn't really know how long he's gonna stay There's a gentle breeze every morning That can blow your troubles away
I know he's searching for his peace of mind And a place where the pace is slow I only wish I was there to share Making it a two man show And I believe I'm really bound to go
Oh Venezuela I can see him in the evening Dancing 'neath the moonlit sky Oh Venezuela You take good care of that friend of mine He's rambling blind You treat him kind He's looking for his wings to fly
My best friend's in Venezuela And he sent me a letter and a photograph Well I miss him so you know His letters always make me laugh
We've gone our separate ways to see the world but I can still hear him say You go north and Randy I'll go south And I'll meet you for a song in L.A. And I believe Oh I believe I'm gonna meet the boy halfway
My best friend's in Venezuela And he sent me a letter and a photograph Well I miss him so you know His letters always make me laugh
We've gone our separate ways to see the world but I can still hear him say You go north and Randy I'll go south And I'll meet you for a song in L.A. And I believe Oh I believe I'm gonna meet the boy halfway