Letras
We're Polaroid pictures in a shoebox
Sons and daughters of the baby boom
We are needle on the vinyl
Intoxicated on iTunes
We are pilgrims and minute men
Pacifists and veterans
Scotch-Irish to the Carolines
Sailing New York Harbor
All the way through Ellis Island
Colonel Sanders, seven granders
Yankee Doodle danders
Your story, my story
Old Glory still waves
And we're pretty as a picture
The American face
We're the red-headed girl in a Dairy Queen hat
Low-rider with the windows rolled down
Skinny homecoming queen thinks she's too fat
The heart of Saturday night kids
Rock 'n' rolling downtown
Atlantic City and the Colorado Ridge
Old Billy Joel and the Tallahatchie Bridge
Heartbreak Hotel and Amazing Grace
And we're pretty as a picture
The American face
Eh, eh-eh, eh, eh-eh, eh
The American face
We're the grass growed up 'round a '69 Chevy
We're born to be wild and petty on the levee
Holy Ghost churches, politicians on purchase
Friday night heroes with blood on their jerseys
Tears on our soldiers, Atlantic City
Taking right down in Corpus Christi
Big wheels, big dreams, and Little League fans
The blood, sweat, and tears of every woman and man
Eh, eh-eh, eh, eh-eh, eh
The American face
The American face
(The American face) eh, eh-eh, eh, eh-eh, eh
(The American face) (eh, eh-eh, eh, eh-eh, eh)
The American face (eh, eh-eh, eh, eh-eh, eh)
The American face
It's a road less traveled and a trail of tears
Route 66 and the man in the mirror
We're "I Walk the Line" and "I Have a Dream"
We ain't always pretty, but it's a beautiful thing
The American face
The American face
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
(The American face) (eh, eh-eh, eh, eh-eh, eh)