'Merica

Red like the red dirt
Down in South Alabama
White, white lightning
Mason jar in my hand
Blue, like the color
Of a hard working man
The land that I love
America
Red like the glow
From a Coca-Cola can
White like the coast
Filled with Carolina sand
We got blues and sweat shoes
Mississippi river band
The land that I love
America
From NY city
To the San Francisco bay
Colorado rocking
To the Oklahoma bay
Know when the sun goes down
It will come round again
The land that I love
America
Red, like your backside
When you don’t say «yes, maam»
White, like the dance moves
From my drunk uncle Steve
Blue in my rearview
But I don’t give a damn
The land that I love
America