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Got a map with the corners all folded in tone Coffee in a gas station cup before dawn Headin' west on a two lane line Chasin' that big sky that don't draw a line I've seen snow on the Rockies, dust in the
You can start again, this is my wide open USA Where the rivers run free and the flags still wave Where a small town boys can find a big city stage And a first generation writes a brand new page From the church house steeple to the neon glow Where a million different stories on the same dirt road
in the wide open USA Met a man at a rest stop of $5.95 Said he came here with nothing but a will to survive Now his kids speak two tongues, one heart pledging both their roots and a brand new start
There's a girl in Montana with a saddle and pen writing songs about the wind and the shape she's in From the south side streets to a desert town Folks fall stand up and they don't stay down We got scars, we got headlines, we argue loud and long But I've watched strangers pull together when it all goes
Where the mountains stand guard and the wheat fields sway Where a diner booth can be a big debate And you still shake hands when it's getting late From the Sunday-pied look to the Fourth of July Where the fireworks burst in each other's sky You can stay
Wide open USA We got oceans on the edges and a heartbeat in between City light reflections and a million shades of green
You don't have to look like me to call this home Long as you believe that nobody walks alone This is our wide open USA Where the kids chase dreams and the old folks pray Where the road keeps rolling And the hope does too And the next bright future might be you
from the front porch laughter to the downtown road where a mismatch choir singing give me more you can rise you can fail you can try the next day that's the promise that we're chasing in the wide open
I'll keep this tank careful My faith the same Driving under one big sky Still knows my name
Yeah.