Lyrics:

Well you say you're from the city Chicago is your home Hey I'm a country girl Over Oklahoma way Oh there are miles and miles between us But that don't mean a thing When those guitars start to play Oh sweet sounds of freedom Ringing through the air Sending out a message to us all We don't have a curtain Made of iron or stone We are not divided by a wall Chorus: So come on tell me Hey, hey, hey From L.A. to Broadway Hey, hey, hey Let the music lift you up Hey, hey, hey, Whoa everybody's singin' Hey, hey, hey, Let the music lift you up When you're feelin' low Hit that radio Let the music lift you Let the music lift you Up, way up, way up There are books that tell us What makes this whole world turn And how heaven holds the star wars But there's no explanation Lord it's still a mystery How a song can touch your heart Repeat Chorus Let the music lift you Let the music lift you Up, way up, way up