Johnny America

Show me a better bike than the one I got

If it makes any difference you can keep the lot

There's plenty of space in the parking lot

A head full of hopes

A pocket full of dreams

Handle bars coming apart at the seams

There goes Johnny America

Riding Hard up Mission Hill

Some think he'll make it to the top today

Some say he never will

Though he's just a child at heart

He's old enough to fall

Nobody in 100 years

Can touch him faults and all...

What you going to say about my little man

Take another shot, do the best you can

They're selling out souls in the grandstand

His Cap peeled back

Got Blood on his knees

Fighting back tears

Tearing through the breeze

There goes Johnny America

Riding Hard up Mission Hill

Some think he'll make it to the top today

Some say he never will

Though he's just a child at heart

He's old enough to fall

Nobody in 100 years

Can touch him faults and all...

He's come to far to fall

There goes Johnny America

Riding Hard up Mission Hill

Some think he'll make it to the top today

Some say he never will...

GO!

Go Johnny!

Go Johnny!

There goes Johnny America

Riding Hard up Mission Hill

Some think he'll make it to the top today

I say he will.