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    My Country

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    My Country
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      About "My Country"

      Lyrics for Randy Newman - "My Country"

      Let's go back to yesterday
      When a phone call cost a dime
      In New Orleans, just a nickel
      Turn back the hands of time
      Turn back the hands of time

      Picture a room with a window
      A sofa and some chairs
      A television turned on for the night

      Picture a woman
      Two children seated
      A man lying there
      Their faces softly glowing in the light

      This is my country
      These are my people
      This is the world I understand
      This is my country
      These are my people
      And I know 'em like the back of my own hand

      If we had something to say we'd bounce it off the screen
      We were watching and we couldn't look away
      We all know what we look like, you know what I mean
      We wouldn't have had it any other way
      We got comedy, tragedy
      Ev'rything from A to be
      Watching other people living
      Seeing other people play
      Having other people's voices fill our minds
      Thank you, Jesus

      Feelings might go unexpressed
      I think that's prob'ly for the best
      Dig too deep, who knows what you will find

      This is my country, those were my people
      Theirs was the world I understand

      Picture a room, no window
      A door that leads outside
      A man lying on a blanket on the floor
      Picture his three grown boys behind him
      Bouncing words off of a screen
      Of a television big as all outdoors

      Now your children are your children
      Even when they're grown
      When they speak to you
      You got to listen to what they have to say
      But they all live alone now
      They have TVs of their own
      But they keep on coming over anyway
      And much as I love them
      I'm always kind of glad when they go away

      This is my country
      These are my people
      This is the world I understand
      This is my country
      These are my people
      And I know 'em like the back of my own hand
      I know 'em like the back of my own hand

      SONGWRITERS:
      NEWMAN, RANDY
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