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• Artiste: Skylar Grey
• Titre: American
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Wheres your honor, wheres my pride? Even when it's hard to find From seed to harvest, it's been engrained Drive me past the fields of corn As Johnny Cash blasts in your Ford Just get me home to catch the big game Cuz I was born an American On the same dark soil Through the years & all the changes Still theres no place like home I will die an American It's fireflies & times of war I think back to a time before Of catching fireflies in my hands Then it seems I grew up in a flash A copper penny flying off a track Free to fall in love with any man Cuz I was born an American On the same dark soil Through the years & all the changes Still theres no place like home I was born an American And tho I've growin' old Through the years & all the changes Still theres no place like home And I will die an American (Thanks to Michael for these lyrics)