Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By America, The boy cried out
Gaily on the ground
At the
By America, Clarice lay down your mind, it's there just hard to
By America, Ah, get behind me Satan
Quit ravishing the land
Does
By America, I am thinkin' 'bout the days
We led ourselves astray
By America, On the first part of the journey
I was looking
By America, We used to laugh, we used to cry
We used
By America, I never found the time
To see things quite through
By America, Well, I had me a pigeon
By the name of
By America, Whenever it's a rainy day
I pack my troubles up
By America, Living on the riverside taking it all in my stride
Living
By America, Aint' it foggy outside
All the planes have been grounded
Aint' the
By America, Sitting by the fireside with a book in your hand
