Fly Over States - Jason Aldean
A couple guys, first class on a flight from new York to Los Angeles
Kinda makin' small talk killin' time
Flirtin' with the flight attendant
Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma
Just a bunch of square corn fields and wheat farms
Man it all looks the same
Miles and miles of back roads and highways
Connectin' little towns with funny names
Who'd wanna live down there? In the middle of nowhere
They've never drove through Indiana
Met the man who plowed that earth
Planted that seed
Busted his ass for you and me
Or caught a harvest moon in kansas
They'd understand why God made those fly over States.
I bet that mile long Santa fe freight train engineer's seen it all
Just like that flatbed cowboy stackin' US steel on a 3 day haul
Roads and rails under their feet
Man that sounds like a first class seat
On the Plains of Oklahoma
With a windshield sunset in your eyes
Like a water color painted sky you'll think heaven's doors have opened
You'll understand why God made those fly over States
Yeah!
Take a ride across the badlands
Feel that freedom on your face
Breathe in all that open space
And meet a girl from Amarillo
You'll understand why God made,
Might even wanna plant your stakes
In those fly over States
Have ya ever been through Indiana?
On the Plains of Oklahoma?
Take a ride!
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