West, on a plane bound west I see stretching out below Land, blessed mother land The place where I was born
Scars, she's got her scars Sometimes it starts to worry me Lose, I don't want to lose Sight of who we are
From the mountains high To the wave crash coast There's a way to find Better days I know
It's been a long hard ride Got a ways to go This is still the place That we all call home
Free, nothing feels like free But it sometimes means we don't get along Same, no were not the same But that's what makes us strong
From the mountains high To the wave crash coast There's a way to find Better days I know
It's been a long hard ride Got a ways to go This is still the place That we all call home
Brave, gotta call it brave To chase that dream across the sea Names, and they signed their names For something they believed
Red, how the blood ran red And we laid our dead in the sacred ground Just think, wonder what they think If they could see us now
It's been a long hard ride Got a ways to go This is still the place That we all call home
It's been a long hard ride And I won't lose hope This is still the place That we all call home
Compositores: Dan Wilson, Brett Beavers, Dierks BentleyPublicado em 2011 e lançado em 2013 (27/Nov)ECAD verificado fonograma #6043600 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM