America

No I’ve never been here

Must’ve seen it on TV

These trees and rolling fields
 go for miles



Made it out of the city

And left the southern pride

For a tall grass prairie paradise



America, America
They’re letting you run wild and free

As you should be

America, America
They’re letting you run wild and free
As you should be
You’re the one I came to see



Little house up on the hill

Tomatoes lined up on the window sill

Plenty of love and the garden will
 reach its prime



So glad I got to see you again

It had been a little while

Happy to see people letting you do your thing

In the wild



America, America
They’re letting you run wild and free

As you should be

America, America
They’re letting you run wild and free
As you should be
You’re the one I came to see