I'm chasing down a memory
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Of the way that things used to be
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Kids playing underneath and old street light
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Knowing they were safe when they laid down at night
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I'm looking for something I ain't seen in a while
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I'm looking for a factory
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Where a man can feed his family
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Not worried about them moving it south
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Closing the doors and shutting her down tomorrow
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I'm looking for America
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The land of the free and the home of the brave
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Seems like I just woke up one day
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And it was gone, long gone
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But I know in my heart it's still out there
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Can somebody please tell me where
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I'm looking for America
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I'm searching for an old church steeple
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Where inside you'll find people
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Who live their lives unashamed
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And they ain't afraid to say God's name outloud
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Yeah I'm looking for America
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[Repeat Chorus]
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I'm out here looking for the truth
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A few folks to waive the red, white and blue
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Who still believe freedom isn't free
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And I guess it's up to you and me to find it
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Yeah we've got to find it
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Cause we're looking for
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Looking For America
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| Mark Wills |
