It’s America

Drivin' down the street today I saw a sign for lemonade They were the cutest kids I've ever seen in this front yard As they handed me my glass Smiled and thinkin' to myself Man, what a picture perfect postcard This would make of America It's a high school prom It's a Springsteen song It's a ride in a Chevrolet It's a man on the moon And fireflies in June And kids sellin' lemonade It's cities and farms It's open arms One nation under God It's America Later on when I got home I flipped the TV on I saw a little town that some big Twister tore apart People came from miles around Just to help their neighbors out And I was thinkin' to my self I'm so glad that I live in America It's a high school prom It's a Springsteen song It's a ride in a Chevrolet It's a man on the moon And fireflies in June And kids sellin' lemonade It's cities and farms It's open arms One nation under God It's America Now we don't always get it all right There's no place else I'd rather build my life 'Cause it's a kid with a chance It's a rock 'n' roll band It's a farmer cuttin' hay It's a big flag flyin' in the summer wind And over a fallen heroes' graves It's a high school prom It's a Springsteen song It's a welcome home parade, yeah It's a man on the moon And fireflies in June And kids sellin' lemonade It's cities and farms It's open arms One nation under God It's America, oh It's America Oh-whoa, yeah Oh!