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My daddy's grandpa he made saddles
My daddy's dad made saddles too
My daddy he made parts for airplanes
That he never flew
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But someone can fly and someone can ride
Because someone lived a simple life with pride
From the workshop and the factory they imagined open skies
So someone can fly

My mother's mother was a farm wife
But she wrote poetry late at night
And all her children went to college
And they read every hopeful word that she would write

Someone can fly; someone can ride
Because someone lived a simple life with pride
In the school room and the farmhouse sharing dreams that never die
So someone can fly

My father's family came from Mexico
My mother's family crossed the sea
And all the hopes and dreams that they brought with them
Now have passed on down to me

My daddy's grandpa crossed a river
Learned a new language in a new land
But I grew up like I belong here
Learned to play guitar and joined a band

Someone can fly; someone can ride
Because someone lived a simple life with pride
In this country built by immigrants we still struggle to get by
But someone can fly

Someone can fly; someone can ride
Because someone lived a simple life with pride
And in this country built by immigrants we struggle to get by
So someone can fly