I wanna make my home
Where the buffalo roam
In that great panorama
My baby brother and me
In the land of the free
Americana
In my school-boy world
I always get the girl
On that great silver screen
'Cos since I was a teen
You know I had this dream
Americana oh
Running high on inspiration
Taken from those Wild West heroes
Full of expectations of the road
On that winding trail tô somewhere
Young and foolish though we did not
Care what dangers lay in store and so
In the steps of the great pioneers
Over air, sea and land, still I can't understand
How I'm going tô get there from here
Wherever it goes it's going tô take me somewhere
Americana
Kentucky Moon, Montana sky, Sierra Nevada
It's an epic ride
But it's a long, long drive
Americana oh
I wanna make my home
Where the buffalo roam oh
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