Backstreets

I've been traveling down the back streets of America across her highways and up and down her trails

Raised myself on them back streets of America them open highways and green mountain trails

Some like to speak bad about America blood stains on her soil and on her flag

Freedom's had a rocky road in America. If you can't see the good, I don't want to hear about the bad

Show me a place where freedom shines, I'll show the mistakes it's called mankind. It ain't just America no no

The Angels they complained when the world was made. They said in human hands you sure you want this freedom placed? And a voice came out sayin' It's gonna be alright...

But this freedom yea it's got a heavy price

I'm still traveling down them back streets of America
Some places make me smile, others make me cry
Don't know the future of them back streets of America
Only thing I know for sure is that it's in your hands and mine

Ain't no time to sit around complain.
I'm thinking how to fix the United States of America
Um hum that's right

Nobody here has got a free ride
It's been years of hard work and people gave their lives for America um oh yes that's true. Freedom's been good to me, I hope it's been good to you.

We've come too far to let it go to waste
But it sure does hurt these growing pains of America
We all know Rome wasn't built in a day
How such a powerful thing could just crumble and fade
Wake up America F before freedom G slips away

Yes freedom - it's got a heavy price
But yea it's gonna be alright