You say you′re from the city
Chicago is your home
Hey, I'm a country girl
Down Oklahoma way
There′s miles and miles between us
But that don't mean a thing
When those guitars start to play
Oh, sweet sounds of freedom
Ringing through the air
Sending out a message to us all
Now we don't have a curtain
Made of iron or stone
And we are not divided by a wall
So come on tell me
Hey, hey, hey
From L.A. to Broadway
Hey, hey, hey
Let the music lift you up
Hey, hey, hey
Everybody′s singing
Hey, hey, hey
Let the music lift you up
When you′re feeling low
Hit that radio
And let the music lift you
Let that music lift you up
Way up, way up
There are books that tell us
What makes this old world turn
And how heaven holds the stars
But there's no explanation
It′s still a mystery
How a song can touch your heart
So come on tell me
Hey, hey, hey
From L.A. to Broadway
Hey, hey, hey
Let the music lift you up
Hey, hey, hey
Everybody's singing
Hey, hey, hey
Let the music lift you up
When you′re feeling low
Hit that radio
And let the music lift you
Let that music lift you up
Way up, way up
Oh, let that music lift you up
You up, oh
Let that music lift you up
Oh, let that music lift you up
Let that music lift you up
Oh, let that music lift you
Lift you up, yeah
Let that music lift you up
Writer(s): Troy Harold Seals, Eddie Setser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
