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ترانه و شعر با صدای Mickey Guyton
With the lines on the interstate The dust on a back road We're a Friday night football game The lighters at a rock show
With the night shift, smoke break, high school heartache Driving with the windows down With the dance floors, church pews, suit and ties, tattoos One big small town
Ain't we all, ain't we all American? Ain't we all, ain't we all American?
We're the stars in a Texas sky And the jukebox vinyl We're the New York city lights And a hotel bible
We're hand me down, tailor made, Daisy Dukes, dookie braids James Brown and James Dean We're cold beer, champagne, millionaires, spare some change And everything in between
Ain't we all, ain't we all American? Ain't we all, ain't we all American?
We got the same stars, the same stripes Just wanna live that good life Ain't we all, ain't we all American?
We're different in a million ways But at the end of the day Ain't we all (ain't we all) (All American?) All American? (Oh)
Ain't we all (ain't we all) Ain't we all American? (All American) Ain't we all (ain't we all) Ain't we all American? (All American) We got the same stars, the same stripes (the same stripes) Just wanna live that good life Ain't we all, ain't we all American? (Oh right, woo)
Yeah, we're all, all American
آثار دیگر از Mickey Guyton
Salt Lick Sessions and Mickey Guyton
