Текст песни My Country

I am the red clay canyons of the Colorado River

I am the Old Dominion in the rain

And the wind-swept battlefield at Vicksburg

I am the last two minutes of the game

And an Indiana cornfield on a hot summer's day

I'm a popcicle and a popcorn at the park

I am suburban, I'm a slum

A forgotten fifen drum

I am underground Atlanta, after dark

I'm a streetfight and a crap game up in Harlem

And the Rams, nine-year-old Kentucky home

I'm a politician's cheater

I'm a two-cheeseburger eater

I'm a couple, I'm a crowd, and I am alone

I am Jack, and I am Bobby, and I am Martin' Luther King

And with sorrow I watched these young men die

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Adn I loved them for they cared enough to try

I have? my brother's feet in the jungles and in the cities

I have seen them raped and pilaged on the plains

I've made mistakes, but that's the breaks

So did Jesus for Christ's sake

And I'm willing to accept my share of blame

I am Abe Lincoln, I'm a slave

I'm a coward, and I am brave

I'm a wino, I'm a?

I'm the Coca-Cola kid

I'm a two-cent lemonade, I'm a veteran's parade

I am country, I am soul

I am blues, and rock n'roll

And I don't stand for everything my country is about

But I am willing to stand for my country

And I'm damn glad to be an American