A beautiful insightful song by @thecastellows the 'blue-jeaned baby' is a metaphor for the USA of course. The challenges 'she' has in the song include Rocky Mountain high (i.e., drug use/abuse?), the need to lock the door (i.e., crime?), not being outspoken any more (i.e., national pride?), no being dreamed of any more (i.e., the "America dream"?) and the big-city chip on her shoulder (the 'chip' could represent a basket of problems in cities from homelessness/affordability, racial divides, crime? others?).
"Miss" is a verb in this song. Clever.
What is missed? I reckon family, community and faith, i.e., being on the front porch, walking in your home town after a football game, and John 3:16. In the second verse and the chorus these are the things they "see", or I imagine want to strive for, or return to. It is a profound song with a subtle delivery IMHO.
Powell introduces this song as one of their favourites - mine too :) She suggests it is a song that resonates with people/ they can relate to - yes, it does / yes, we do. Up in Canada we have the same challenges - we hear you gals !!!
Ellie makes a comment at the end that the song's message really gets her in the chorus. That makes sense - at it's heart it is a poignant song.
Want to strum and sing along at home? I loaded the chords and lyrics here: tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/... (some words are guessed)... also here:
[Intro]
C F
[Verse]
C F
She was some kinda of renegade born on a summer day, fireworks in her
C F
eyes. She was wild child, seventeen growin' up evergreen headed west for the big sky
C F
Little brown-eyed blue jean baby in a pink house pretty as a daisy
C F
She got a rocky mountain high and left a few roots behind, but I miss
[Chorus]
C F
America, on the front porch, before she ever had to lock her doors, and she was
Am G F
still outspoken. Back before her heart got broken. I miss
C F
America, bare feet in the dirt, John 3:16, wasn't scared to work and they
Am G F
all dreamed of her. She's mine and I still love her. But I miss
C F
America.
[Verse]
C F
Ya I can see her with her hair down, rollin' through my home town, after a football
C F
game. I can hear her in a hay field singin' with the whip-or-wills, and I kinda hate the way
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She ran away and got a little bit older. Had a big city chip on her
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shoulder. That ain't the way that she was raised. What can I say? I miss
[Chorus]
C F
America, on the front porch, before she ever had to lock her doors, and she was
Am G F
still outspoken. Back before her heart got broken. I miss
C F
America, bare feet in the dirt, John 3:16, wasn't scared to work and they
Am G F
all dreamed of her. She's mine and I still love her. But I miss
C F
America.
[Break]
NC
She was some kinda of renegade born on a summer day. But I miss
[Chorus]
C F
America, on the front porch, before she ever had to lock her doors, and she was
Am G F
still outspoken. Back before her heart got broken. I miss
C F
America, bare feet in the dirt, John 3:16, wasn't scared to work and they
Am G F
all dreamed of her. She's mine and I still love her. But I miss
C F
America.
[Outro]
C F C F
Ya I miss America. Ya I miss America
C F
20 апр 2024
