Written by: Blaine Younger, Jarrett Hartness, Jeff Hodges
Produced by: Corey Lawson @ Claw Sound Studios
Lyrics
There’s a Louisville Slugger gettin made in Kentucky
Gonna hit a homer in the majors if it’s lucky
Them kids in the stands gonna see it all
Gonna get em playin that backyard ball
There’s a stereo speaker in a Chevrolet
That mamas got turned up all the way
And them backseat youngins, singing every word
Gonna start a band and gonna get heard
Hey hey the world goes round
Cause we’re all chasing something down
North to south, sea to sea
Every map dot in between
Everyday, there’s a legend born
When a spark, begins to burn
You and me, land of the free
God Bless American Dreams
There’s a main street window with a diamond ring
They say you’re too young,when your just nineteen
Gonna get another job, put in on her hand
Settle down on a hand-me-down acre of land
Hey hey the world goes round
Cause we’re all chasing something down
North to south, sea to sea
Every map dot in between
Everyday, there’s a legend born
When a spark, begins to burn
You and me, land of the free
God Bless American Dreams
Hey hey the world goes round
Cause we’re all chasing something down
North to south, sea to sea
Every map dot in between
Hey hey the world goes round
Cause we’re all chasing something down
North to south, sea to sea
Every map dot in between
Everyday, there’s a legend born
When a spark, begins to burn
You and me, land of the free
God Bless American Dreams