I've traveled all around this countryAnd in my time I thought I'd seen it allBut today I took a detour down the back roadThrough a little town whose name I can't recallThere were old men on benches playing checkersChildren playing hopscotch on the squareAnd high above the statue of an unknown soldierOld glory was waving in the airSuddenly I realized what I'd too long forgottenA chill rose up like mountains on my skinOvercome with the feelingThat I knew I was seeingAmerica all over againAmericaPictures of a people proud and freeAmericaI'll keep holding to the dreamYou're still what living needs to beThis song is very special to meBecause it gave me the opportunityTo say something new to youAnd a couple of things I wanted to sayAbout our great countryAnd also I can't say enough good thingsAbout our brave ladies and gentlemenThat are in our military todayAnd also our great veteransWho have fought and diedTo keep our country freeWe love our veteransIf I can get you to just help me singThe one word AmericanaAnd let's raise the roof, okay?I'll tell you when to come inI knew the stop would throw me offme off my schedule. So I parked around behind the five and dime. There's something abouta small town in the summer, like a Norman Rockwell picture back in time. Kids were courtingat the Rex also developed, like we did before they built the shopping mall. I saw so manyreasons why I love this country. You know, some things never really change at all. AsI left the two lane road and pull back on that super highway, I thought of what I'dseen back in that town. And it hit me like a freight train that a stone's throw fromthe fast lane. America is still safe and sound. Everybody sing with me. Here we go.America, yeah. Pictures of a people proud and free.America, I'll keep holding to the dream. You're still what living means to me. Onemore time here. America, pictures of a people proud and free. America, I'll keep holdingto the dream. You're still what living means to me.Yeah. That's it, Mo Bandy. Thank you. Thank you, Mo.