Chance Alan

Lyrics

Yep I’m inspired by the spirit of “This Land Is Your Land”
Oh my original Chance Alan style with that country crowd feel
Can pay tribute to Woody Guthrie’s word-for-word
But here’s my Country-fied take on the theme

This land is made for you and me
Country Music, Preacher, Chance Alan
Here we go

Yeah ha
Here we go

From the Nashville skyline to the Gulf Coast sands
Red dirt in Oklahoma to the California lands
Blue Ridge hollers where grand daddy prayed
Cornrows now a blacktop where my blue jeans frayed
This land is made for the workin’ man free
This land was made for you ‘n me

I saw her flag on a back-porch swingin’ slow
Farm towns small towns where the wild rivers flow
Tractor hummin’ at sunrise church bells in the Sunday breeze
Deer stands in November cotton in Tennessee

This land is made for the brave ’n the bold
This land was made for your story told
So lift up your voice from the mountain to the sea
Pledge Of Allegiance oh yep for you ’n me

From the Great American State Fair to the factory
Red white ’n blue runnin’ deep in our veins
Pourin’ rain or sunny days we’re breakin’ these chains
This land is made for the faith we keep
This land was made for you ’n me

Oh, seven gun salute for the ones who gave all
Parade of Arms marchin’ we still stand tall
Hand over hearts too
Funeral Processions slow down Main Street towns
But freedom’s bell keeps ringin’ through the pourin’ down
Glory to be found

This land is made for the family trees
This land was made for you ’n me so free
Do you remember when we had strength and fortitude
Cowboys cowgirls rodeos ‘bout American gratitude
Prayin’ hands church pews too (too too too)

Thanking President Donald J. Trump of these United States tonight
I’m the Country Music Preacher sayin’ we’re gonna be alright
Because of you (you you you)
From the back-woods background to the city lights
Where God Bless the USA plays through Friday nights
Come-getcha-some days of hope of grace of pride
Be a Ragged Old Flag still wavin’ on the country-fied back-roads

This land is made for the dreamers who roam
This land was made for a place called home
So lift up your voice from the mountain to the seas, whoa
From the Gulf of America to the Tennessees

Red white ’n blue runnin’ deep in our veins too
Pourin’ rain or sunny days we’re breakin’ these freedoms
This land is made for the faith we keep
This land was made for you ’n me

Tip my hat (honor the brave)
Honor the lost (you’re not forgotten)
Yeah this land (was made) for you (for you) ’n me
You are FREE