god speed rabbit
and give america our love
while yer out wonderin through her
and let her know what it feels like
to have a jersey body pressed up against hers
and show her those holy dance moves
in dive bars, and rest stops, and corn fields
and let her hear those east coast words
cuttin haze with all the unknown sharpness
of the jersey edge

and while yer out there
chasin the sun west
let him know
there's nowhere kids
back here
that could catch him
if they only had enough fiery gas
in their bellies

and tell those Rockies
to stop hiding the american dream
in their long shadow
cuz she's starving and pale and
we got alms for her

god speed rabbit
and send us a postcard
from america