时间：2010-01-01
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American Child - Ameritz Tribute Standards
I was ten I was thin
I was playing first base
With a secondhand glove
And dirt on my face
In nowhere Virginia
Who'd ever figure that kid in the yard
Would go very far
It was 419 Lakewood
Had no silverspoons
Just an old beat up upright
That played out of tune
Now I'm singin' and living the life
That I love
And when I count my blessings
I thank God I was
An American child
An American child
'Cause dreams can grow wild
Born inside an American child
Seven pounds three ounces
She's got my nose
And she's into my heart
As deep as it goes
With a promise
That's more than
Just someone's last name
Anyone's equal
In late August came
An American child
An American child
'Cause dreams can grow wild
Born inside an American child
My grandfather would
Have been eighty today
But in '45 he fell
Down beside an American child
An American child
Oh an American child
'Cause dreams can grow wild
Born inside an American child
An American child
