American Skies ( Male vocal)

Lyrics

Nebraska morning shines Reflecting frayed and weathered lines Of a man in his field 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: 2009 Mesa Sand Music / ASCAP

Performance Credits: Jeremy Ross

Label Credits: Mesa Sand Music / ASCAP

Description

Short Song Description: Roots/Americana song about the plight of the American Farmer

Metadata

Song Length: 3:28

Primary Genre: Country-Traditional

Secondary Genre: Folk-Country

Tempo: Slow (71 - 90)

Lead Vocal: Male Vocal

Subject Matter 1: Farmer

Subject Matter 2: Country, Nation

Mood 1: Poignant

Mood 2: Moving

Similar Artist 1: Alan Jackson

Similar Artist 2: Toby Keith

Language: English

Era: 2000 and later