Americana

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I’ve traveled all around this country
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In my time I thought I’d seen it all
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But today I took a detour down a back-road
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Through a little town whose name I can’t recall
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There were old men on benches playing checkers
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Children playing hopscotch on the square
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And high above a statue of an unknown soldier
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Old Glory was waving in the air
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Suddenly I realized what I’d too long forgotten
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A chill rose up like mountains on my skin
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Overcome with the feeling I knew I was seeing
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America all over again
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A—mer-icana
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Pictures of a people proud and free
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A—m-ericana  I’ll keep holding to the dream
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You’re still what living means to me
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I knew to stop would throw me off my schedule
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But I parked around behind the Five and Dime
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There’s something bout a small town in the summer
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Like a Norman Rockwell picture back in time
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Kids were courting at the Rexall soda fountain
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Like we did before they built the shopping mall
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I saw so many reasons  why I love this country
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You know some things never really change at all
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As I left the 2 lane road and pulled back on that superhighway
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I thought of what I’d seen back in that town
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And it hit me like a freight train
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That a stones throw from the fast lane
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America is still safe and sound
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A—mer-icana
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Pictures of a people proud and free
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A—m-ericana, I’ll keep holding to the dream
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You’re still what living means to me