Everyday America - Sugarland

Grew up on a tightrope, learned to smile

Even when i was falling down

Daddy had a hard hand and mama always had hope

And me and my sister couldn’t wait to get out

Fell in love out of college

Good man but a bad year

Visions of sugarplums and boxes of roses

All my girlfriends cried and i was outta here

Oh, whoa, everybody’s dreaming big

Oh, whoa, but everybody’s just getting by

That’s how it goes in everyday america

A little town and a great big life

Joey stares at a trophy

Took us all the way to state back in '85

A shining moment and a dusty reminder

He never felt so scared, he never felt so alive

Now there’s toys in the backyard

Daddy’s boys, yeah, you know how they like to fight

When they sleep, he swears they’re angels

He wouldn’t trade a day for all those friday nights

We can laugh, we can cry

We’re all just looking for the reasons why

In a place of dark can we see the light

Either way it’ll be alright

Oh, whoa, everybody’s dreaming big

Oh, whoa, but everybody’s just getting by

That’s how it goes in everyday america

A little town and a great big life

A little town and a great big life

A little town and a great big life