Living on bennies and apple pie
Cigarettes whiskey and a wide open sky
He inspired millions long after he died
On the road, looking for America
Well my buddy’s son joined up with the 48th brigade
One week and a month and a buck sergeants paid
But he lost his right arm on a Baghdad highway
That’s one hell of a price to pay fighting for America
Gardens of stone and dinosaur bones
When they all come back home what will they find?
What will they find?
I dreamed I went back to the Promised Land
I went down to the crossroads and I shook the Devil’s hand
When I woke up I found my self sifting through the sand
And I wondered what was the plan, for America?
For America, for America
Writer(s): Shawn Eric Mullins
Copyright: Roadieodie Music, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp.
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|2||The Ballad Of Kathryn Johnston|
|4||Leaving All Your Troubles Behind|
|5||Fraction Of A Man|
|6||See That Train|
|10||Song Of The Self|
|11||Rewind The Years|
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|Shawn Mullins - Honeydew Album Lyrics|
|2.||The Ballad Of Kathryn Johnston|
|4.||Leaving All Your Troubles Behind|
|5.||Fraction Of A Man|
|6.||See That Train|
|10.||Song Of The Self|
|11.||Rewind The Years|
|1||Talkin' Goin' To Alaska Blues|
|2||Song to the Self|
|3||Ruth & Mary|
|4||Cold Black Heart|
|6||Blue As You|
|1||Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros|