Americana your roads grow longer
So far from this America
You feel like a stranger
People I knew
Lands to remember
The chains of this America
Make me surrender
Tell me mama
People ask me where my life is leading
Tell me mama
Will it take me to the lands I'm needing
Patchwork of truths Harlequin skin
Hands in this box of odds 'n ends
Can't tell what they're touching
Torn olive branches
Shrieking white doves
Sometimes mama this America
Kills what she loves
Tell me mama
People ask me where my life is leading
Tell me mama
Will it take me to the lands I'm needing
Lost lonely cowboys
Drifting thru crowds
Silence in this America
Calls to me loud
Laughter and grief
Pride may be a burden
The many moods of this America
The moods I'm in
Tell me mama
People ask me where my life is leading
Tell me mama
Will it take me to the lands I'm needing