(Words and Music by Kevan Mychael)
In the land of the free
there’s a boy who believes
If you gotta leave home and face it all-alone
then be it for the golden dream
Is he failing to see
a lonely reality
Though he’s riding on a high it’s a struggle to survive
so every night he sings
He wandered through Tennessee
Tried his luck in the Keys
He even headed west where it put him to the test
But never the less he still sings
Five years later he’s driving through decatur
with a pocketful of
memories
And sitting in the dash is a powerful voice
and he smiles while the radio
sings
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