My best friend's in Venezuela; he sent me a letter and a photograph,
When 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,
Oh, 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; just making it a two man show,
Oh, 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; he sent me a letter and a photograph, yeah,
When I miss him so, you know, his letters always make me laugh,
And they always make me laugh,
We've gone our separate ways to see the world, but I can still hear him say...
"Well, you go north and, Randy, I'll go south, and I'll meet you for a song in L.A.,"
Hey, and I believe...oh, I believe...oh, I believe I'm gonna meet that boy halfway.

Ooh.
I'm gonna meet that boy halfway,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
Oh,
I'm gonna meet that boy halfway oh.

My best friend's in Venezuela; he sent me a letter and a photograph,
When 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...
"Well, you go north and, Randy, I'll go south, and I'll meet you for a song in L.A.,"
Hey, and I believe...oh, I believe...oh, I believe I'm gonna meet that boy halfway.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm gonna meet that boy halfway,
I'm gonna meet that boy halfway.

Hey, hey, hey,
(I believe)
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
(I believe)
And he knows who I'm talking about, alright,
You know, you know that he knows who I'm talking about,
(I believe)
I'm gonna meet that boy halfway,
I'm gonna meet that boy halfway,
(I believe)
Hey, hey,
Well, bless his little heart, I'm gonna meet that boy halfway,
(I believe)

(etc, fade)