Moe Bandy - Americana

^CI’ve traveled ^G7all around this ^Ccountry In my time I ^G7thought I’d seen it ^Call

But to^Fday I took a ^G7detour down a ^Amback-road^G7 Through a ^D7little town whose name I can’t ^G7recall

There were ^Cold men on ^G7benches playing ^Ccheckers Children playing ^G7hopscotch on the ^Csquare

And ^Fhigh above a ^G7statue of an ^Amunknown ^Fsoldier Old ^CGlory was ^G7waving in the ^Cair

^AmSuddenly I ^Frealized what ^CI’d too long forgotten A ^Amchill rose up like ^Fmountains on my ^G7skin

Over^Amcome with the ^Ffeeling I ^Cknew I was ^Fseeing ^CAmerica all ^G7over ^Cagain

A—^Fmer-i^G7cana ^FPictures of a ^G7people proud and ^Cfree

A—^Amm-er^Ficana ^D7I’ll keep ^G7holding to the ^Amdream ^G7 You’re ^Fstill what ^G7living means to ^Cme

I knew to stop ^G7would throw me off my ^Cschedule But I parked around ^G7behind the Five and ^CDime

There’s ^Fsomething bout a ^G7small town in the ^Amsummer^G7 Like a ^D7Norman Rockwell picture back in ^G7time

Kids were ^Ccourting at the ^G7Rexall soda ^Cfountain Like we did before they ^G7built the shopping ^Cmall

I saw ^Fso many ^G7reasons ^Amwhy I love this ^Fcountry You ^Cknow some things never ^G7really change at ^Call

^AmAs I left the 2 lane ^Froad and pulled ^Cback on that superhighway I ^Amthought of what I’d ^Fseen back in that ^G7town

And it ^Amhit me like a ^Ffreight train That a ^Cstones throw from the ^Ffast lane

^CAmerica is ^G7still safe and ^Csound

A—^Fmer-i^G7cana ^FPictures of a ^G7people proud and ^Cfree

^CA—^Amm-er^Ficana, ^D7I’ll keep ^G7holding to the ^Amdream ^G7 You’re ^Fstill what ^G7living means to ^Cme