Here’s a little story ‘bout the train I ride
The steam locomotive called the Stars And Stripes
Stoked up and cuttin’ through the countryside
Hear the wheels a-rollin’
Hear the whistle blowin’
Howdy do, America
She’s a-climbing up the mountain through the redwood grove
Cross the painted desert where the cactus grow
Over the Mississippi where the paddle wheels go
Hear the bells a-ringin’
Can’t keep from singin’
Howdy do, America
Maybe you’re from Montana or up in Indiana
Oklahoma, Arizona, down in Alabama
Wavin’ out the window at the land we love
Howdy do, America
Flyin’ to Philadelphia on the Liberty Bell
A jet airliner that you all know well
Over farms and fields, give the folks a yell
Passin’ over prairies
Superior and Erie
Howdy do, America
Maybe you’re from Colorado, New Hampshire or Nevada
Alaska, Nebraska or somewhere down in Florida
Just a-wavin’ out the window at the land we love
Howdy do, America
Singin’, “Hey, ya’ll, how’s it goin’?”
Greetings, salutations
Hey, yo, whatcha know?
All across the nation
It don’t really matter which words you say
As long as you say ’em with a smile on your face
Now, my thumbs out, headed south
Bummin’ me a ride
But got to make it home to see my newborn child
She was born on the morning of the 4th of July
Howdy do, America
Maybe you’re from Minnesota or one of the Dakotas
Utah, Arkansas, Maine or California
We are one big nation under God above
Where the tough gets goin’
When the goin’ gets tough
And there ain’t no wonder it’s the land I love
Howdy do, America
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