John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
John Denver
Don't want to live in New York City, man
Don't want to live in Tokyo
I want to stay in my own village, man
Is nowhere else I need to go
Is nothing that I want for myself
That I don't want for everyone
To work in peace, to live in freedom
To look and never see a gun
Why are you calling this the third world
I only know that it is my world
Maybe someday it can be our world
Can you imagine one world, one world
Yeah, oh yeah
My heart it hurts more than my belly
So hard to live in poverty
I want to work for my own living, man
Don't want someone to care for me
Don't want to speak of revolution
It started sounding like a fight
I give myself to evolution
One world will make it be all right
Why are you calling this the third world
I only know that it is my world
Maybe someday it can be our world
Can you imagine one world, one world
Yeah
This world is made for everybody
This life is gift for everyone
This earth is bound to keep on turning
This day is flowers in the sunshine, sunshine
Yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Why are youe calling this the third world
I only know that it is my world
Maybe someday it will be our world
Can you imagine, someday, one world, one world
Why are we calling this the third world
I only know that it is my world
Maybe someday it can be our world
Can you imagine one world, one world
Yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Only one world
May it be one world
Only one world, yeah, one world
Only one world, yeah, one world, one world
Yeah!
One World was written by John Denver.
One World was produced by Roger “The Immortal” Nichols.