Karaoké R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A. John Mellencamp

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They come from the cities and they come from the smaller towns

Beat up cars with guitars and drummers goin crack boom bam

R.O.C.K in the U.S.A

R.O.C.K in the U.S.A

R.O.C.K in the U.S.A yeah yeah

Rockin' in the U.S.A

When they said goodbye to their families said goodbye to their friends

With a pipe dreams in their heads and very little money in their hands

Some are black and some are white

They ain't too proud to sleep on the floor tonight

With the blind faith of Jesus you know that they just might be rockin' in the U.S.A hey

The voices from nowhere and voices from the larger towns

Filled our head full of dreams and turned the world upside down

There was Frankie Lyman

Bobby Fuller, Mitch Ryder

Jackie Wilson

Shangri-Las, Young Rascals

Spotlight on Martha Reeves

Let's don't forget James Brown

Rockin' in the U.S.A

Hey

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