This American

Well I’m alone in New Mexico
In ten day I’ll be thirty one
Drove through Texas this morning
And my skin was all burned by the sun
The wind storm took me all the day
Blew me half way to Santa Fe
Headed back to Albuquerque
And on west
And i stopped my Moriarty
Where i met her long ago
But that don’t matter now
That don’t matter now
And it’s snowing on the way up to Gallup
Behind three truckers blowin down
They can’t make up their minds
Whether they’re going to stay between the lines
But i will do my best
Not to fall for her to hard
Or to hang on to the things that
I’ve been hanging on too long
It’s just an odd year out
It’s just a hard week spend
And I’m on my way to California
To rehearse with my good friends
And we’ll take it back to the country
And we’ll do our best to sing
Make you smile
Maybe sing along
And have a good time for a while
This American
This American
This American
This American song
Sure hope you like it
I sure hope i make it
Hope I don’t let you down
Hope I don’t let you down