home sweet usa
beathard, tucker
the florida sunshine on my skin
ain't a place in carolina i don't wish i was again
i held a southern california girl in a cold seattle rain
never been so rocky mountain high
floating on a poncha train
my backyard in my rearview
my front porch down the road
i wanna pick texas yellow rose
howl at a full french quarter moon
hear a new york city rooster crow
blow smoke in a jacksonhole saloon
wanna feel the freedom on the plains
top down from the keys on up to maine
my backyard in my rearview
my front porch down the road
your blood runs through my viens
your small towns call my name
my backyard in my rearview
my front porch down the road
i thank god for home sweet usa