AMERICAN TUNE

(words by Paul Simon music by JS Bach)



Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confused

And I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misused.

But it's all right, it's all right, I'm just weary to my bones

Still, you don't expect to be bright and Bon Vivant

So far away from home, so far away from home.



I don't know a soul who's not been battered

Don't have a friend who feels at ease

Don't know a dream that's not been shattered

Or driven to its knees.

But it's all right, all right, We've lived so well so long

Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on,

I wonder what went wrong, I can't help it

I wonder what went wrong.





And I dreamed I was flying. I dreamed my soul rose

unexpectedly, and looking back down on me, smiled

reassuringly, and I dreamed I was dying.

And far above, my eyes could clearly see

The Statue of Liberty, drifting away to sea

And I dreamed I was flying.



We come on a ship we call the Mayflower,

We come on a ship that sailed the moon

We come at the age's most uncertain hour

And sing the American tune

But it's all right, its all right

You can't be forever blessed

Still, tomorrow's gonna be another working day

And I'm trying to get some rest,

That's all, I'm trying to get some rest.



@America

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