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
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