fly over states
Singer:jason aldean
a couple of guys in first class on a flight
from new york to los angeles
kinda making small talk killin' time
flirting with the flight attendants
thirty thousand feet above
just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms
miles and miles of back roads and highways
connecting little towns with funny names
who'd want to live down there in the middle of nowhere?
they've never drove through indiana
met the man who plowed that earth
busted his ass for you and me
or caught a harvest moon in kansas
they'd understand why god made
i bet that mile long santa fe
freight train engineer's seen it all
just like that flatbed cowboy
stacking us steel on a three day haul
roads and rails under their feet
that sounds like a first class seat
on the plains of oklahoma
with a windshield sunset in your eyes
like a water colored painted sky
you'll think heaven's doors have opened
you'll understand why god made
take a ride across the badlands
feel that freedom on your face
breathe in all that open space
meet a girl from amarillo
you'll understand why god made
you might even wanna plant your stakes
have you ever been through indiana
on the plains of oklahoma