I'm chasing down a memory 

Of the way that things used to be 

Kids playing underneath and old street light 

Knowing they were safe when they laid down at night 

I'm looking for something I ain't seen in a while 

I'm looking for a factory 

Where a man can feed his family 

Not worried about them moving it south 

Closing the doors and shutting her down tomorrow 

I'm looking for America 



The land of the free and the home of the brave 

Seems like I just woke up one day 

And it was gone, long gone 

But I know in my heart it's still out there 

Can somebody please tell me where 

I'm looking for America 



I'm searching for an old church steeple 

Where inside you'll find people 

Who live their lives unashamed 

And they ain't afraid to say God's name outloud 

Yeah I'm looking for America 



[Repeat Chorus]



I'm out here looking for the truth 

A few folks to waive the red, white and blue 

Who still believe freedom isn't free 

And I guess it's up to you and me to find it 

Yeah we've got to find it 

Cause we're looking for 



[Repeat Chorus]