men waving from their front porch
So glory waves in the wind
Oh, women tendin' to the roses
Just like old mother fields
Chillin' with an ice cream cone
Friday night catfish at Harper's Café
Finger lickin' good to the bone
This American Highway I'm on
If you're going my way, well, come on
I got a windshield, view of it all
Cruisin' up and down this old -ass fault
I see factories and steel mills workin'
For that good old U .S .A.
Traffic flowin' into the city
Just like a long freight train
I see people walkin' down
Sayin', hey, how do you do?
City lights shinin' down like stars
Beneath the big ol' Broadway moon
Come on, if you're goin' my way
Cruisin' up and down this old -ass fall
I see courthouse square, church steeple
Red, white, and blue barbershop pole
Good -hearted, all -American people
on this American highway,
on this American highway,
I got a full tank of freedom
Interstate's winding from
Got a windshield view of it all
I got a windshield view of it all
We're gonna make it after all
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