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Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Brother brother oh brother
Why are you walking down this road here
This is the road of madness and trouble
And it's paved with intolerance, ignorance and fear
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Drinking our liquor from a paper cup
Mean to each other
Enough is enough
I look at your face
You look just like me
Hey brother, I'm not your enemy
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
How many times can a spirit be broken
For this is the kingdom of heaven we're given
Good fortune will come to those who create peace
For those are the ones that will walk in heaven
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
Someday, someday
But I don't know when
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Ghost towns along the highway
Guess no one wants to live around here any more
Ghost towns along the highway
Listen to the wind blow through the
Cracks on the boarded-up doors
But our love keeps on moving
To the nearest faraway place
I guess no one believes in
Ghost towns along the highway
Ghost towns along the main highway
Perhaps it's the crossroads of another time
Maybe it's too lonely out here
But I can hear the voices of misery cryin'
Some day these highways will all disappear
But our love keeps on moving
And the wind keeps blowin' us around
I guess no one believes in
Ghost towns along the highway
Ghost towns along the main highway
Ghost towns along the highway
So many people used to call this place home
Ghost towns along the highway
I guess folks they're just bound to roam
But our love keeps on moving
To the nearest faraway place
I guess no one believes in
Ghost towns along the highway
Ghost towns along the main highway
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I like my heroes
To be honest and strong
I wear t-shirts
And blue jeans
I try to understand
All the cultures of this world
I'm an American from the Midwest
When I speak
I have a southern drawl
I mind my manners most of the time
When you come down here
Stop and stay hello
I'm an American from south of the Mason Dixon line
I'm an American, I'm an American
I respect you and your point of view
I'm an American, I'm an American
And I wish you good luck with whatever you do
I start my day
And I'm ready to work
I'm responsible
And I like to get things done
If you ever need some help
Come and look my way
'Cause I try to be here for everyone
I'm an American, I'm an American
I respect you and your point of view
I'm an American, I'm an American
And I wish you good luck with whatever you do
They call me the land of opportunity
With our agriculture
And beautiful movie stars
We can turn our dreams
Into a way of life
So be happy and be who you are
I'm an American, I'm an American
I respect you and your point of view
I'm an American, I'm an American
And I wish you good luck with whatever you do
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When I think of all the wrong I've done
I can't believe it's me that I'm talking about
I bet the same goes for you
There is plenty of goodness in this world
I hope some day to find it all
I hope the same goes for you
I hope the same goes for you
Thank God for forgiveness
I don't know how else we could get along
Without forgiveness
Without forgiveness
I'd like to say I'm sorry now
I hope this message is not too late
I bet the same goes for you
I hope the same goes for you
Thank God for forgiveness
I don't know how else we could get along
Without forgiveness
Without forgiveness
If there is peace of mind at all
I'd like to know it someday
I bet the same goes for you
I hope the same goes for you
I hope the same goes for you
Thank God for forgiveness
I don't know how else we could get along
Without forgiveness
Without forgiveness
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I'm navigating my way down Freedom's Road
Trying to make my way back home
I got my foot to the floor
But she must need bleeding
This car just don't want to roll
Freedom's Road must be under construction
Sometimes you wonder what kind of freedom they're talking
If you're here looking for the devil
You'll find him on Freedom's Road
Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road
If you want to take a ride
Well you've got to pay the toll
Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road
If you're looking for the devil
He's out there on Freedom's Road
Sometimes there's rape sometimes there'll be murder
Sometimes just darkness everywhere
No passing signs and barbed wire fences
Misinformation but no one cares
Freedom's Road can get narrow
No one wants to know you
If there's no pork in your barrel
If you're here looking for the devil
He's out there on Freedom's Road
Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road
If you want to take a ride
Well you've got to pay the toll
Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road
If you're looking for the devil
He's out there on Freedom's Road
You can drop your bombs
You can beat the people senseless
But that won't get you anywhere
Hide your agendas behind public consensus
And say that this world just ain't fair
Freedom's Road is a promise to the people
You'll never fool us now
With all your lying and cheating
If you're here wanting a crown in heaven
It's out there on Freedom's Road
Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road
If you want to take a ride
Well you've got to pay the toll
Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road
If you're looking for the devil
He's out there on Freedom's Road
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Look what Jim Crow's done and gone
Went and changed his name
Don't know what he's going by these days
But he's still actin' the same
You can call it what you want to
But it's still a minstrel show
You can call it what you want to
But it's still Jim Crow
Jim's probably laying in this morning
Hummin' as he sleeps
Feeling the glow of another man's woman
As she lies beneath his feet
Enjoyin' the cool morning breeze
Smellin' flowers as he goes
Looks like he's changed his ways
Ah, but he's still Jim Crow
Jim will spend the rest of the day
Playin' in some big hotel
It's an old song with very bad rhymes
But he does it so well
He'll make some new acquaintances
When he's out on his evening stroll
It's amazing that after all this time
So many love
Big Jim Crow
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Well I can stand beside
Ideals I think are right
And I can stand beside
The idea to stand and fight
I do believe
There's a dream for everyone
This is our country
There's room enough here
For science to live
And there's room enough here
For religion to forgive
And try to understand
All the people of this land
This is our country
From the east coast
To the west coast
Down the Dixie Highway
Back home
This is our country
That poverty could be
Just another ugly thing
And bigotry would be
Seen only as obscene
And the ones that run this land
Help the poor and common man
This is our country
From the east coast
To the west coast
Down the Dixie Highway
Back home
This is our country
The dream is still alive
Some day it will come true
And this country it belongs
To folks like me and you
So let the voice of freedom
Sing out through this land
This is our country
From the east coast
To the west coast
Down the Dixie Highway
Back home
This is our country
From the east coast
To the west coast
Down the Dixie Highway
Back home
This is our country
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Little girl disappeared and gone
From the rural route
Seven days missing something's wrong
On the rural route
Amber alert all over the nation
From the rural route
Two lane highway full of cops
On the rural route
Rural route
Police dogs howl from wire cages
On the rural route
Last seen leavin' a trailer
On the rural route
Just walkin' home alone
On the rural route
Newspaper prints her fifth grade picture
From the rural route
Rural route
Air stinks of crystal meth
On the rural route
Some one predicts a young girl's death
On the rural route
Father refuses to answer any questions
From the rural route
The man he runs around with comes up missing
Off the rural route
Rural route
Twenty miles away by a lake
On the rural route
Girl's body's found, it's been raped
By the rural route
Twenty-eight year old friend of the father
Arrested on the rural route
Father traded his daughter for favors
On the rural route
Rural route
Rural route
Here's my prayer loud and clear
From the rural route
Forgive us Lord, get us out of here
Off this rural route
Oh merciful Father, show us the will
Here on the rural route
Give us the mercy for the drug-addicted
And the mentally ill
On the rural route
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Wish I had an aeroplane
I'd fly away up yonder
'Til I could write me the perfect song
It'd be a song for the people
It'd be a song that everybody could sing along
If you needed a ride
You'd have one
If you needed a friend
I'd be your best one
If you got afraid
I'd take away all your pain
And I'd let you fly
In my aeroplane
If this song could spread happiness
I'd sing it long and loud
All over this land
I'd teach this song to the troubled
And we'd sing it for anybody
Who needed a helping hand
If you needed a ride
You'd have one
If you needed a friend
I'd be your best one
If you got afraid
I'd take away all your pain
And I'd let you fly
In my aeroplane
If you had a wish
Well I wonder what in the world
Your wish might be
Would it be a wish of freedom
And a joyous noise
That could ring out from all eternity
If you needed a ride
You'd have one
If you needed a friend
I'd be your best one
If you got afraid
I'd take away all your pain
And I'd let you fly - high
In my aeroplane
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Barry Barry, he's with Mary
Look like they could fly
Grandma's off her medicine
I think that I know why
People standing naked
Outside in the yard
Power ball slot machine
Looking for the winning card
Tryin' to get my mind straight now
It's a little bit narrow but I know somehow
Thou shalt not kill thou shalt not steal
But you know thou always will
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board
Cheap vulgar innocence
Wears a wedding dress
Homophobic hypocrites
Scarin' us half to death
Journalistic lap dogs
Can't seem to find the truth
Crystal meth with the paymaster
Sippin' on a hundred proof
Ain't you so hip now
You sure look cool
Wonder what the price will be
For actin' like such a fool
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board
So I guess it'll never end
Brother hell enemies friends
The fire's burning out of control
In my soul tonight
There's just no hope for me
Might as well nail me to a tree
Here I am just another case
Who cannot see the light
I guess I can't take a hint
Of what was said and what was meant
Somehow we always come out blind
When it comes to our hearts
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
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