My America – Dan Colehour – letras

headed back again, wishing i’d remember whenthe sound of that tread wearing thin, ever felt as goodas it does tonight on this highwaywith my hands wrapped around this chevroletit’s just ten more miles till the light of day rises up across the landand reminds me of a time when this whole damn town was minelong before i set out to find a piece of my americamy daddy weren’t no business mantried the best he could with that bottom landbut we were always living second handand for me that wouldn’t dosoon as high school set me free, i turned my back on tennesseewas gonna show ’em all who i could be, before i lost my nervei lit out for tim-buck-two, leaving everything i knewjust trying to make a dream come true, somewhere, in my americaand i’ll tell you what i learned out there on the roadyou were easier to find than i had ever thoughtfor all my searching far and wideyou were right here waiting, deep inside my hearti guess i was to blind to see, you were right in front of memy americaas i pulled up on that gravel driveand the back porch screen door opened widemy daddy smiled and my mama cried as i fell into open armsyou know i never heard i told you sobut if i had i’d a let ’em knowto find my way i had to go where ever that road might leadbut the easiest stretch i found was from the moment i turned aroundand started walking back down familiar groundhome… to my americaand i’ll tell you what i learned out there on the roadyou were easier to find than i had ever thoughtfor all my searching far and wideyou were right here waiting, deep inside my hearti guess i was to blind to see, you were right in front of memy america