west on a plane bound west
i see her stretching out below
land blessed mother land
the place where i was born
scars yeah shes got her scars
sometimes it starts to worry me
cause lose i dont wanna lose
sight of who we are
pre
from the mountains high
to the wave crashed coast
theres a way to find
better days i know
its been a long hard ride
got a ways to go
but this is still the place
that we all call home
free nothing feels like free
though it sometimes means we dont get along
cause same no we’re not the same
but thats what makes us strong
pre
from the mountains high
to the wave crashed coast
theres a way to find
better days i know
its been a long hard ride
got a ways to go
but this is still the place
that we all call home
brave gotta call it brave
to chase that dream across the sea
names and they signed their names
for something they believed
red how the blood ran red
and we laid our dead in sacred ground
just think wonder what they think
if they could see us now
its been a long hard ride
got a ways to go
but this is still the place
that we all call home
its been a long hard ride
and i wont lose hope
this is still the place
that we all call home
Artist: Dierks Bentley
Year: 2011
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 134