American Skies

Lyrics

-- Male vocal and Instrumental versions also available -- A Nebraska morning shines Reflecting frayed and weathered lines Of a man in his fields of gold Thirsty season, barren land Left him dry and empty handed Withered waves of grain drift on by Under American skies Their blood runs colors that are deep and true There's more to pride than what you say, it's what you do Fight it out for every single breath Leave the stones in the stream lest we forget Oh say can you see the dawn's early light Under American skies The pantry's shelves half bare Cause there's too many bills sitting there It gets old, just getting by Wants to give his kids a better life Sweating blood just to survive He's hanging on to his piece of the pie Under American skies

Credits

Lyrics Credits: CJ Borden

Music Credits: CJ Borden

Producer Credits: Paul Bordenkircher

Publisher Credits: c 2007 Mesa Sand Music (ASCAP)

Performance Credits: CJB, vocals; Brett Gambino, guitars; Beth Mullaney, harmonica; Pete Contino, accordion; Paul Bordenkircher, drums & bass

Label Credits: Mesa Sand Music

Description

Short Song Description: A song about the struggling plight of the American farmer and the hardships of just trying to make it.

Long Song Description: An Americana-style folk country song featuring harmonica with hints of zydeco.

Story Behind the Song:

Metadata

Song Length: 3:27

Primary Genre: Folk-Country

Secondary Genre: Country-Traditional

Tempo: Slow (71 - 90)

Lead Vocal: Female Vocal

Subject Matter 1: Economics

Subject Matter 2: Farmer

Mood 1: Poignant

Mood 2: Moving

Similar Artist 1: Tim Mcgraw

Similar Artist 2: Trisha Yearwood

Language: English

Era: 2000 and later