by Zak Norton
Run out to the countryside that's where I go to hide to chase my dreams.
Run out to the fertile land where love still stands and things are as they seem.
America the beautiful you say my dreams are bull and I'm out of my mind
you say listen son your dreamin' days are done you can't have any more fun we take that out of your life.
So here I am under skies of gray it's a rainy day but it don't matter to me
cause the Rock'n'Roll out of my radio is going straight to my soul
and I'm feelin' free.
OH, oh, oh, oh
Here I am with my guitar I've seen all the stars they want to be the man no I'm not a millionaire but I'm getting there doin' the best that I can.
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