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This America - Matthew Ebel
Composed by:Matthew Ebel
You know I can't count the miles I've left behind
My butt is sound asleep but I don't mind
The mountain fills the window on my right
The ocean's all that's on the other side
So it's alright Seattle I love hanging 'round
I been up the needle and into the sound
And down to the delta where the river meets the sea
This America is growin' on me
I've never bought a pair of blue suede shoes
But I've been down to hear those Memphis blues
And though Nashville country may not be my thing
Still I love to hear that music city sing
So it's alright the Titans have come out to play
I'll see rock city by the end of the day
A warm place to roam rocky top you'll always be
This America is growin' on me
So I write my song for amber waves of grain
From 5 miles up it all just looks the same
But if I drive a mile across that fruited plain
I'd be lost in wonders I just can't explain
So it's alright Ohio I know how you feel
I left Cincinnati awake at the wheel
The Touchdown Jesus is a funny sight to see
This America is growin' on me
And it's alright Virginia it's alright Vermont
It's alright in Florida down in the swamp
It's alright from Minnesota to DC
This America is growin' on me