One Time One Night

A wise man was telling stories to me bout the places he had been to

And the things that he had seen

A lady dressed in white with the man she loved

Standin' along the side of their pickup truck

A shot rang out in the night just when everything seemed righ

Another headline written down in America

The guy that lived next door in 305

Took the kids to the park and disappeared about half past nin

Who will ever know how much she loved them so

That dark night alone in America

A quiet voice is singing something to me

An age old song about the home of the brave in this land here of the free

One time one night in America

Sunlight lays upon my windowpane. and I wake up to a world that's still the same.

My father said to be strong and that a good man could never do wrong

In a dream I had last night in America

A quiet voice is singing something to me...

People having so much faith die too soon while all the rest come late

We write a song that no one sings on a cold black stone

Where a lasting peace will finally bring.

A wise man was telling stories to me about the places he had been to

And the things that he had seen

A quiet voice is singing something to me an age old song about the home of the brave

In this land here of the free one time one night in America