Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
By your way, I've often traveled
Magic mother of the pearl
Watched your mysteries unravel
While each foamy wave uncurled
Neath' my soles the sands of freedom
Fertile valleys, moutains high
Blistered by the blazing sunshine
Mellowed by the moonlight night
Mighty measure of the Maker
With your open arms unfurled
America, you are my woman
America, you are my world
Many worlds and dreams I've traveled
Sliding softly through the night
Scanned through silicones and cycles
Mirrored low your emerald life
When my days on earth return to
Dust from whence my body weighs
Will my soul could always carry
Where the Saint's first flight was made
Mighty measure of the Maker
With your open arms unfurled
America, you are my woman
America, you are my world