Switchfoot - Looking for america

^F#m Land of the free, home of the brave ^E6 But Lord knows that we need plenty change ^Dmaj7 ’Cause plenty chains in the past leaving deep scars ^E6 But when the sun come down, we gonna be stars

^F#m The doors are locked where they once stood ^E6open ^Dmaj7 A wound of fear where we once still ^E6hoping ^F#m The shattered glass where the bullets br^E6oke in I’m looking for the ^Dmaj7place that I was born I’m looking for a ^E6way to fix what’s torn I’m looking for A^F#mmerica ^E6 (Yeah, yeah you know) I’m looking for A^Dmaj7merica (Beaten red white and blue for the ^E6green we pursue)

^F#m America who are you? Under^E6neath the red blue and white? (Yeah) ^Dmaj7 America who are you? I wonder ^E6who you are tonight (Tell me who you are) ^F#m America who are you? Is ^E6God still on your side? I want to see a ^Dmaj7nation rise above the fear and fight That ^E6haunts these streets tonight

(I’m looking for A^F#mmerica) I’m looking for a place to breathe in, a ^E6place I could call my home (I’m looking for A^Dmaj7merica) I’m looking for the land of freedom, a ^E6place I can call my own (I’m looking for A^F#mmerica) Headlines that I can’t believe in, but I’m ^E6still holding on to hope I’m looking for a ^Dmaj7miracle (I'm looking for America) I’m looking for a ^E6miracle (I'm looking for America) I’m looking for A^F#mmerica ^E6

^F#m America who are you? Am I ^E6asking for too much (Yeah) ^Dmaj7 America who are you? Has your ^E6dream become out of touch (I wonder) ^F#m America who are you? Do you ^E6get what you deserve Between the ^Dmaj7violence and entitlements Which ^N.C.nation do you serve?

(I’m looking for A^F#mmerica) I’m looking for a place to breathe in, a ^E6place I could call my home (I’m looking for A^Dmaj7merica) I’m looking for the land of freedom, a ^E6place I can call my own (Call my own) (I’m looking for A^F#mmerica) Headlines that I can’t believe in, but I’m ^E6still holding on to hope I’m looking for a ^Dmaj7miracle I’m looking for a ^E6miracle

I’m singing "Fare^Awell my u^C#7topia^F#m, farewell my eu^Fphoria" ^A "Fare thee well my su^C#7burban day-dre^F#mam, farewell my u^Ftopia"

Ame^F#mrica, you so pretty but you not perfect Con^E6fession of guilt is worth it, these people hurting deserve it ^B5/D#Blood on your hands I saw when there’s blood on this nations floor But it’s ^Dmaj7blood on the upper post of your ^C#door, if you need to know (Oh!) ^F#m I’m looking for your honesty in skeletons ^E6Do away with your ignorance and arrogance America, ^B5/D#land of immigrants

^Dmaj7Bless the Choctaw and the ^C#Cherokee that we’ll never see

(I’m looking for A^F#mmerica) I’m looking for a place to breathe in, a ^E6place I could call my home (A place I could call my home) (I’m looking for A^Dmaj7merica) I’m looking for the land of freedom, a ^E6place I can call my own (Can I call it my own?) (I’m looking for A^F#mmerica) Headlines that I can’t believe in, but I’m ^E6still holding on to hope (Come on!) I’m looking for a ^Dmaj7miracle (I'm still lookin' ya) I’m looking for a ^E6miracle (I'm still lookin' ya) I'm looking for A^F#mmerica (Yeah^E6, yeah)

^Dmaj7 The land of the free, home of the brave ^E6 But Lord knows that we need plenty change (I’m looking for A^F#mmerica)

^E6 But when the sun come down, we gonna be stars ^Dmaj7 And may the stripes heal when it’s through Beaten ^E6red white blue for the green that we pursue (I’m looking for A^F#mmerica)