island day

sittin' on an old blue porch on an island afternoon
watchin' life stroll by
dog bark bites from 3 or 4 doors down
doesn't much matter but i can't help wonder why

a beat up old red pick up truck lazily cruises past
might can't go too fast anymore anyway
a couple of kids roll past on their bikes wave hello
hello back at you boys have fun wherever it is your going

this is america as it should be
the promise the dream and everything in between
this is america as it could be
maybe everyone could see it then it would be

i hear the hollow thud of a crap apple falling from a tree
followed down by another i got some work ahead of me
from somewhere in the neighbors yard a whistle drifts through the air
can't quite catch the tune but then i don't really care

a pleasant looking round faced lady makes her way down the road
throws a wonderful smile my way and i see she's got her man in tow
can't help but think they're from the mainland
maybe out for a visit with the kids maybe here for a minute alone

this is america as it should be
the promise the dream and everything in between
this is america as it could be
maybe everyone could see it then it would be

there's a beautiful lady on the lawn playing with a couple beautiful kids
it's something millions of men have sat and marveled at before
when such a think as this comes along you just can't turn your head
you'd be a fool not to look for as long as you can you'd be a fool to ignore

it's a perfect island day - sun giving off just the right amount of heat
perfect island day - living large in the love surrounding me
perfect island day - i can just make out the sea through the trees
perfect island day - i wish everyone could see

this is america as it should be
the promise the dream and everything in between
this is america as it could be
maybe everyone could see it then it would be

sittin' on an old blue porch on an island afternoon
watchin' life stroll by
dog bark bites from 3 or 4 doors down
doesn't much matter but i can't help wonder why

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