It's America

Drivin' down the street today

I saw the sign for lemonade

They were the cutest kids I'd ever seen

In this front yard

As they handed me my glass

Smiling, thinkin' to myself

Man, what a picture perfect postcard this would make

Of America

It's a highschool prom, it's a Springsteen song

It's a ride in a Chevrolet

It's a man on the moon, and fireflies in June

And kids selling lemonade

It's cities and farms, it's open arms

One nation under God

It's America

Later on when I got home, I flipped the TV on

I saw a little town that some big twister tore apart

And people came from miles around

Just to help their neighbors out

And I was thinking to myself, I'm so glad that I live in America

It's a highschool prom, it's a Springsteen song

It's a ride in a Chevrolet

It's a man on the moon, and fireflies in June

And kids selling lemonade

It's cities and farms, it's open arms

One nation under God

It's America

Now we don't always get it alright

There's no place else I'd rather build my life

Cause it's a kid with a chance

It's a rock n' roll band, it's a farmer cutting hay

It's a big flag flying in a summer wind

Over a fallen hero's grave

It's a highschool prom, it's a Springsteen song

It's a welcome home parade

It's a man on the moon, and fireflies in June

And kids selling lemonade

It's cities and farms, it's open arms

One nation under God

It's America

It's America

Oh, yeah