America

America - Waylon Jennings (維隆·傑寧斯)

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 America

Well I come from down around Tennessee

But the people in California

Are nice to me America

It don't matter where I may roam

Tell you people that it's home sweet home

America America

And my brothers are all black and white yellow too

And the red man is right to expect a little from you

Promise and then follow through America

All the men who fell on the plains

And lived through hardship and pain

America America

And the men who could not fight

In a war that didn't seem right

You let them come home America

And my brothers are all black and white yellow too

And the red man is right to expect a little from you

Promise and then follow through America

Well I come from down around Tennessee

But the people in California

Are nice to me America

And don't matter where I may roam

Tell you people that it's home sweet home

America America America America