C He was just a friend of mine, G I'd run into from time to time
Am Long before he moved away, F we use to share a drink of wine.
C Still I never G knew that he was sad that F way
C He said F the time had G come for him to F take a C holi G day
And he says its C brilliant there, there's something F in the air,
and sunshine C everywhere. He's on the G beach.
I know he's C changed somehow, it's in his F postcards now
I'm not sure C where he is, but he's out of G reach.
C When he called me up one day and G said that he was going away,
Am I thought he meant a week in France, and not F 12,000 miles in Sydney Bay.
C Still he had to G take his F chances.
C He said F the time had G come for him to F make a C move G away.
And he says its C brilliant there, there's something F in the air,
and sunshine C everywhere. He's on the G beach.
I know he's C changed somehow, it's in his F postcards now
He's on his o C wn again, and he's out of G reach.
And I don't blame him. Leaving was the best thing he could do.
He longed for changes, I just hope he's happy,
when he does the things he thinks he has to do.
And he tries, and tries, and tries, but he's lived at home (?)
I think he's trying to be someone else, and he says, he says, he says,
C it's really unfair...there's something F in the air,
and sunshine C everywhere. He's on the G beach.
I know he's C changed somehow, it's in his F postcards now
He's in Austr C alia, so far out of G reach.
And he says C it's pretty(?) there. F C G
C F C G progression to end...
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