American

             If you live a long time, you'll find
              Life might sell you love songs,
              But gives you sad songs for free
              I make mine the old-fashioned way:
              Tracing lonely music
              To her last words to me:
              "You need a love song that lives like you."

              I have left word all 'round the world:
              If you see a bright girl
              Who wants to color life with you
              Tell her I will see her again
              Someday she'll remember
              That what I said then is true:
              "I'm a love song, and I'm here for you."

              CHORUS:
              She's American made
              She makes all my sad songs fade away
              She's American made
              She's the love that love songs hope and pray
              That they know

              If you ever fall then you'll find
              Life might sell you answers,
              But gives you questions for free
              I have only one left in me
              "If I haven't loved her,
              Has my life been foolin' me?
              She's a life line, and she's aimed for me."

              Chorus

              Coda:
              She's American made, she's my love song [repeat to fade]

American Made

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