God, it's great to be here Mom and apple pie Amber waves of shedded grace In the land of great big sky I'd love to have you join me I'd love to show you 'round Hotel rooms, a thousand beds And produce by the pound I don't care how you get here You can get here if you try You can surf You can play You can drive your great big car all day And every day's a holiday In the Great Big U.S.A. We got shiny, happy people And mountains made of gold North and South and West, young man, We got fortunes untold We've got everything you want and more C'mon and join the team You can skate You can pray You can fly to the moon if you're willing to pay And every dream is yours today In the Great Big U.S.A. Yeah, sure, sometimes things are tough It doesn't always work out It's prob'bly gonna work out But if it doesn't work out... You can sweep my driveway And I'll pay And maybe let you drive my great big car some day It's the great white way In the Great Big You can surf You can play You can drive a great big car all day And everything will be ok In the Great Big U.S.A. In the Great Big U.S.A. In the Great Big U.S.A.