Where's your honor, where's my pride?
Even when it's hard to find
From seed to harvest, it's been ingrained
Drive me past the fields of corn
As Johnny Cash blasts in your Ford
Just get me home to catch the big game
'Cause I was born an American
On the same dark soil
Through the years and all the changes
Still, there's no place like home
And I will die an American
As fireflies and 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
'Cause I was born an American
On the same dark soil
Through the years and all the changes
Still, there's no place like home
I was born an American
And though I'm growing old
Through the years and all the changes
Still, there's no place like home
And I will die an American
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