America

America, America My dad sure believed in you Said, "A man's got to do what he's got to do" Got his degree at your diploma barn He was the first kid off the farm Gonna change the world with...

[Words: Rettke] [Music: Rettke, Paeth, Bilski] From West L.A. to New York City cleaning dishes in the wallstreet hype miss liberty and golden gate so pretty and Uncle Sam is cleaning stars and stripes...

My daddy told me about the old glory days But I made up my mind about Daddy's ways We followed King to Atlanta and got the slaves all free And the ladies come out from behind the fans of gentry...

Cerchero mi sono sempre detta cerchero Troverai Mi hanno sempre detta troverai Per oggi sto con me Mi basto e nessuno mi vede E allora accarezzo la mia solitudine Ed ognuno ha il suo corpoa cui sa...

This is America POD and Santana live in La Casa Live and direct for you and yours Yo America, America Was it the way that she looked at me She had caught my eye She stole my heart she freed my mind...

Is this just an illusion That I made inside my head to get me by? 20 years in debt 20 years in the government 20 years can never get me by Then I feel you close Feel you close like you wanted me to...

Borris comes from across the sea Brings his milk to you and me With farm fresh goodies and a pinch of love X3 Borris comes every other day Leaves his milk and he takes his pay Quietly he goes away X3

You're my flower of the desert, yes you are And my diamond in a coalmine, yes you are You're my bright leaf on a bald tree And a rattler when you don't need me You're my flower of the desert, yes you...

Some have said, down through history If you last it's a mystery But I guess they don't know, what they're talking about From the mountains down to the sea You've become such a habit with me America,...

I'm in a car And I'm over you I'm a passenger And I'm over you I'm looking for America I'm looking for You I'm in a glasshouse And I'm over you I'm thin, far too thin And I'm over you I'm in a corner...