Miss America - The Castellos

She was some kind of renegade
Born on a summer day
Fireworks in her eyes

She was wild child seventeen
Growing up evergreen
Headed west for the big sky

Little brown-eyed blue jean baby
In a pink house pretty as a daisy
She got rocky mountain high

And left a few roots behind

But I miss
America, on the front porch

Before she ever had to lock her doors

When she was still outspoken
Back before her heart got broken
I miss America, bare feet in the dirt

John 3:16, wasn't scared to work
Yeah they all dreamed of her
She's mine and I still love her

But I miss America
I can see her with her hair down
Rolling through my home town

After a football game
I can hear her in a hayfield
Singin' with the whip-or-wills

And I kind of hate the way
She ran away and got a little bit older
Got a big city chip on her shoulder

That ain't the way that she was raised
What can I say? 

I miss America, on the front porch

Before she ever had to lock her doors

When she was still outspoken

Back before her heart got broken

I miss America, bare feet in the dirt

John 3:16, wasn't scared to work

Yeah they all dreamed of her

She's mine and I still love her

But I miss America

She was some kind of renegade

Born on a summer day

But I miss

America, on the front porch

Before she ever had to lock her doors

When she was still outspoken

Back before her heart got broken

I miss America, bare feet in the dirt

John 3:16, wasn't scared to work

Yeah they all dreamed of her

She's mine and I still love her

But I miss America

I miss America

I miss America

(At the request of Mrs. Cedar)

The Castellos appearing:

Thursday October 24, Greenville, SC 7:00 PM · Bon Secours Wellness Arena

With Little Big Town

Tuesday December 31, Charlotte, NC 8:30 PM · Bojangles Coliseum

With The Avett Brothers