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Lyricist: Sky
Lyrics:
Where's your honor, where's my pride? Even when it's hard to find From seed to harvest, it's been ingrained Drive me past the fields of corn As Johnny Cash blasts in your Ford Just get me home to catch the big game
'Cause I was born an American On the same dark soil Through the years and all the changes Still, there's no place like home And I will die an American
As fireflies and times of war I think back to a time before Of catching fireflies in my hands Then it seems I grew up in a flash A copper penny flyin' off a track Free to fall in love with any man
'Cause I was born an American On the same dark soil Through the years and all the changes Still, there's no place like home I was born an American And though I'm growin' old Through the years and all the changes Still, there's no place like home
And I will die an American
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