American – Skylar GreyBy Where’s your honor, where’s my pride?Even when it’s hard to findFrom seed to harvest, it’s been engrainedDrive me past the fields of cornAs Johnny Cash blasts in your FordJust get me home to catch the big gameCause I was born an AmericanOn the same dark soilThrough the years & all the changesStill there’s no place like homeI will die an AmericanIt’s fireflies & times of warI think back to a time beforeOf catching fireflies in my handsThen it seems I grew up in a flashA copper penny flying off a trackFree to fall in love with any manCause I was born an AmericanOn the same dark soilThrough the years & all the changesStill there’s no place like homeI was born an AmericanAnd tho I’ve growin’ oldThrough the years & all the changesStill there’s no place like homeAnd I will die an American www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20