Drivin' down the street today Saw the sign for lemonade They were the cutest kids I'd 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 [Chorus] 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 Kids selling lemonade It's cities and farms And open arms One nation under God It's America Later on when I got home I flipped the t.v 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 [Chorus] Now we might not always get it right But there's nowhere else I 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 flag blowin' in the summer wind Over some fallen hero's grave. [Chorus] It's a welcome home parade LyricsFreak