Americana Songtext
von Ray Davies

I wanna make my home
Where the buffalo roam
In that great panorama
My baby brother and me
In the land of the free

Americana

In the schoolboy world
I always get the girl
On that great silver screen
′Cause since I was a teen
You know I had this dream

Americana

Oh


Running high on inspiration
Taken from those wild west heroes
Full of expectations of the road
On that winding trail to somewhere
Young and foolish though we did not care
What dangers lay in store

And so
In the steps of the great pioneers
Over air, sea and land
Still I can't understand
How I′m gonna get there from here
Wherever it goes
It's gonna take me somewhere

Americana

America

Kentucky moon
Montana sky
Sierra Nevada
It's an epic ride
But it′s a long, long drive

Americana

Oh


I wanna make my home
Where the buffalo roam
Oh