Summary: <p>Traveling cross country 3400 miles makes me think of the old Waylon Jennings song "America"</p> <p><strong>"America"</strong></p> <p>Some have said, down through history<br> If you last it's a mystery<br> But I guess they don't know, what they're talking about<br> From the mountains down to the sea<br> You've become such a habit with me<br> America, America<br> <br> Well, I come from, down around Tennessee<br> But the people in California<br> Are nice to me, America<br> It don't matter where I may roam<br> Tell you people that it's home sweet home<br> America, America<br> <br> And my brothers are all black and white<br> Yellow too and the red man is right<br> To expect a little from you<br> Promise and then follow through, America<br> <br> All the men who fell on the plains<br> And lived through hardship and pain<br> America, America<br> And the men who could not fight<br> In a war that didn't seem right<br> You let them come home, America<br> <br> And my brothers are all black and white<br> Yellow too and the red man is right<br> To expect a little from you<br> Promise and then follow through, America<br> <br> Well, I come from, down around Tennessee<br> But the people in California<br> Are nice to me, America<br> It don't matter where I may roam<br> Tell you people that it's home sweet home<br> America, America<br> America, America<br> It's home sweet home, America<br> America, America...</p> --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/susan-engstr-mcauliffe/message
