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America

	I can hear them talking
	From a million miles
	They talk like cowboys
	And I close my eyes
	And slip into a dream
	I wish that I could see
	(Chorus)
	America, America, America
	I don’t like my voice
	And my clothes don’t fit
	And my gun belt hangs
	On my skinny hips
	And all I want to do
	Is to be like you
	(Chorus)
	This town’s in trouble
	But up there somewhere
	Heroes are returning
	Safely to the earth
	And falling back into
	The place where dreams come true

	I can hear them talking
	From a million miles
	They talk like cowboys
	And I close my eyes
	And slip into a dream
	I wish that I could see
	Chorus
	America, America, America
	I don' t like my voice
	And my clothes don' t fit
	And my gun belt hangs
	On my skinny hips
	And all I want to do
	Is to be like you
	Chorus
	This town' s in trouble
	But up there somewhere
	Heroes are returning
	Safely to the earth
	And falling back into
	The place where dreams come true