Matthew Huff - That's America Lyrics
Vs1Dirt roads covered by cotton fieldsFarm plows turn over dirt and hillsGrandpa worked in it every dayA good man making honest payThat’s America….Vs2Well they grew up farm poor but had love to giveIn times so hard baby who could liveWith holes in their knees and runnin barefeet9 kids chasin each other down the streetChThat’s AmericaIt’s small town AmericaThat’s America….That’s AmericaVs3Little league practice every SaturdayHit the ball son, run to your baseLittle legs so small man we moved so slowBut we were 5 years old and stars of the showThat’s America….Vs4Springsteen born in the USAI was sixteen years old looking to find my wayIn an 87 Chevy my daddy gave meI was just a kid living little town dreamsCHThat’s AmericaWell It’s small town AmericaThat’s America….That’s AmericaBridgeWell I went off to college got my degreeLeft that little ol’ town and all those memoriesThere’s one thing I’ll never forgetAll those dirt roads, grandpa, and that ChevroletChThat’s AmericaWell It’s small town AmericaThat’s America….That’s AmericaThat’s America, yea, That’s America, yeaThat’s America, That’s America
