Glory, glory hallelujah His truth is marching on Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away, away In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie

'Fore she does And I believe that Jesus is comin' back That OJ did it, Lee Harvey didn't And she's really gone this time Before she does I believe that gas is too damn high Ain't nothin' more American American than mama's apple pie I believe in love, I believe in

And American American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and

London in the summer time Call me now use the satellite What could be wetter than An An English girl American American man Cuss me out and it'll feel all right It's all right now Down and out and it'll sound all right The California animal is a bear Angeleno but the

So far so good Don't over think about it So don't turn back All we all we all know All we all we don't know It's been hard Trying to find the best of it I'm I'm always hung up on the risk

Hey, hey, hey, hey And I know now, that I'm I'm so down You look so perfect standing there In my American American Apparel underwear Your lipstick stain is a work of art I got your name tattooed in an an arrow heart

Do I have to change my name This type of modern life Am I gonna be a star Will it get me far Should I lose some weight And you know I'm I'm satisfied I tried to be a boy Is it for me Is it for free

Hey hey hey And I know now, that I'm I'm so down She looks so perfect standing there In my American American Apparel underwear Your lipstick stain is a work of art I've got your name tattooed in an an arrow heart Let's get out

Hey ya, I wanna go out Out of my mind Hey ya, I wanna check out Step off of my cloud I'm I'm going out, I, I, love it, love it I wanna go out, I wanna-na Let's get wild and make a memory Out of my mind, out of my mind No I can't take it anymore

Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm I'm an all-American middle class white boy We wasn't rich but we wasn't poor Lived on a cul-de-sac 'til my parents divorced I drove a hand-me-down