(Troy Seals, Eddie Setser)



Well you say you're from the city

Chicago is your home 

Hey I'm a country girl

Over Oklahoma way 

Oh there are miles and miles between us

But that don't mean a thing

When those guitars start to play 



Oh sweet sounds of freedom

Ringing through the air

Sending out a message to us all  

We don't have a curtain

Made of iron or stone

We are not divided by a wall



Chorus:

So come on tell me 

Hey, hey, hey 

From L.A. to Broadway

Hey, hey, hey

Let the music lift you up 

Hey, hey, hey, 

Whoa everybody's singin' 

Hey, hey, hey,

Let the music lift you up 



When you're feelin' low 

Hit that radio 

Let the music lift you 

Let the music lift you 

Up, way up, way up 



There are books that tell us

What makes this whole world turn 

And how heaven holds the star wars

But there's no explanation 

Lord it's still a mystery

How a song can touch your heart 



Repeat Chorus



Let the music lift you 

Let the music lift you 

Up, way up, way up