Let the Music Lift You Up Reba McEntire

[Verse 1]
Well, you say you're from the city
Chicago is your home
Hey, I'm a country girl
Over Oklahoma way
Oh, there are miles and miles between us
But that doesn't mean a thing
When those guitars start to play

[Verse 2]
Oh, sweet sounds of freedom
Ringing through the air
Sending out a message to us all
We don't have a curtain
Made of iron or stone
We are not divided by a wall

[Pre-Chorus]
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
Whoa everybody's singing
Hey, hey, hey