Land Of The Free (Live)

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Little Elba how's the sun in South America? Does it shine upon the faces of the poor? Do they see in it the brilliance of the place that's been prepared And dwell upon the hope of what's in store? Or are they just like me, do they only see An opportunity to complain about the heat? [Verse 2] And little Elba how's the rain in South America? Does it fall upon the rooftops of the sick? Do they thank the Lord for coming up with such a great idea And dream about a place beyond all this? Or are they just like us, do they gripe and fuss About the rain and mud when they've had too much? [Chorus] Cause I'm just a little jealous Of the nothing that you have You're unfettered by the wealth of Of a world that we pretend that's going to last [Verse 3] Well I'm weary of the spoils of my ambition And I'm shackled by the comfort of my couch Well I wish I had the courage to deny these of myself And start to store my treasure in the clouds Cause this is not my home I do not belong where the antelope and the buffalo roam, no no [Chorus] And I'm just a little jealous Of the nothing that you have You're unfettered by the wealth of Of a world that we pretend that's going to last [Bridge] They say God blessed us with plenty Well I say you're blessed with poverty 'Cause you never stop to wonder Whether Earth is just a little better than the Land of the free [Verse 4] So I hope you're safe and dry in South America 'Cause I'm feeling pretty good in Georgia and Indiana 'Cause I'm feeling pretty good in Clemson Pretty good in the new city (Sorry) 'Cause I'm feeling pretty good in Kentucky In South Carolina In Illinois In Baton Rouge In [?] In Missouri In Illinois And in Augusta, Kansas... (That's where you're supposed to cheer...) (Is it because most of you are from Wichita? Is that the deal? Should I have said Wichita? Would that have been more inclusive?) (I think it's because you did that disgusting thing with your lips.) (I moved my lips weird when I said it?) 'Cause I'm feeling pretty good in Wichita (Whoo!) 'Cause I'm feeling pretty good in Indiana In Carolina Alabama In Tuscaloosa In Cincinnati May you never be so happy that you forget about your home Your home in the Land of the free (Thank you!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Andrew Peterson