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America Heard Home Rolled

Coming in from London from over the pole Flying in a big airliner Chicken flying everywhere around the plane Could we ever feel much finer Coming

Oh, I wish that I could find the reason why Living isn't really giving Oh, I wish that I could find the reason why Living isn't really giving But

up (waking up) to my American dream She's a long haired, blue eyed, country girl She's better than a fantasy Waking up (waking up) to my American dream

Snow is falling Evening calling On knees, a calling friends Can't you see Doesn't help to be The end Strolling through lost times with you What

a broken heart She's not the kind to take you down for long She knows and plays it smart (Ah--) And if she's comin' she's showed no mark She's heard

Sitting by the fireside with a book in your hand Two lazy dogs sittin' watchin' your man Three roses were bought with you in mind Three roses were

Living on the riverside taking it all in my stride Living on the riverside, I'm taking life like a big long ride You stay on your side and I'll stay

You can't pretend this Is not the truth Stand up America Hear the bell now as it tolls Wake up America It's Tuesday morning Come on, let's roll Up

brain Oh darlin', I'm going insane and I wish we really can Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam You heard that I'm, you heard I'