Song for America

In a Detroit diner, where the coffee's always hot
The poet scribbles rhymes of the stories time forgot
Out in California, redwoods scrape the moon
A surfer carves the dawn on Beachboy's tunes

This is a song for America
Bitcoin Jesus in Wrangler jeans
This is a song for America
Dashboard drummers
Girls of summer
And six pack dreams
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

In a Vegas chapel, lovers tattoo their vows
A Nashville cat in glitter boots wails to rowdy crowds
Down in Marfa, Texas, the desert drinks the stars
A cowgirl kills the dust, with longnecks and steel guitars

This is a song for America
Good golly Miss Dolly, Honky Tonk Kings
This is a song for Amеrica
Dashboard drummers
Girls of summer
And six pack dreams

Don't always see еye to eye, colors clash and blend
While Reverend Greene's in Memphis, and all the people say Amen
Tears rain in Arlington for soldiers young and brave
White crosses on a field of green above old glory waves

This is a song for America
9/11 scars and freedom screams
This is a song for America
Dashboard drummers
Girls of summer
And six pack dreams

La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Hey!
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da