Lyrics:
Young cousin Johnny was the first to go
Left for the States just seventeen years old
Spent all his money with nothing to show
Cousin Johnny was first
Philadelphia
She had to leave the state for a choice she made
She says she feels just like a hostage in her home
Hey hey hey hey Pennsylvania
Don't cry Miss Pennsylvania
You're still number one in the state
But don't look so happy
Wipe that smile off your face
What can I do, what can I say
Why me? Why this place? Why can't I be from somewhere that's great?
I am a Pennsylvania boy; what does that really mean?
Middleswarth chips, a river
a state of mind that was lying to me, breaking away from the albatross
I was so blind to see, you've slipped away but that won't change a thing of who you
Wawa Inc. is a well-known company that operates a chain of convenience stores and gas stations in the United States. But have you ever stopped
Not even Texas, Maine, or Tennessee could take that state away from me
From Pennsylvania to Virginia, I know I'll be seeing ya
From across the city,
Fifty nifty United States from thirteen original colonies;
Fifty nifty stars in the flag that billows so beautif'ly in the breeze.
Each individual
belong to Pennsylvania, Pennsylvania.
Spending so long try'n to find where I was wrong. Knowing was aimless, and love was moving on.
And all our memories,
Into her trademark
New York turned my heart
Into her trademark
Pennsylvania
I got a friend in the keystone state
Pennsylvania
Wipe that apple off my
do lets go
finna give yall 16 bars
uh lifes good so im feelin great
call me outta town shawty er'y week a different state
3 cell phones, pennsylvania
and the empire state
Wherever there's somebody at the crossroads that waits
At the junction of right now and a little too late
You'll see one before you with
shit
I'm in the United States again
Holy crap okay
Let me just tell you a
Fact or two for the day
In 2015, I was hit for being gay
In Pennsylvania which
And their capitals sang loud
In the great state of Oregon
In Salem you can trust
Pennsylvania is my name
And Harrisburg is a must
When you're in
It's part of the act the fifty states
Pack up your bags it's never too late
From Alabama to Arkansas
Follow Alaska, say what you saw
Swim in
popped out in Pottstown ooo heyyy
Pennsylvania proud in the keystone state
I was born on the 7th floor lord that's the psych ward
I seeent some strange
found my motivation gone
The Golden State's no treasure chest
When you're 3000 miles away
And though I love you more each day
I'll trade endless cotton
of girls in Louisiana
Gave my thanks to Utah
And looked for answers in Nebraska
Oh, I don't know
The State you're in
Oh, I don't know
The State you're in
the Representatives of the United States
Of America in General Congress Assembled appealing
To the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude
Of our intentions do
wasn't smuggling
Someone in from Mexico
Someone willing to settle for America
'Cause there's nowhere else to go
[Chorus:]
And every state line
There's a diner out on route three twenty two
Western pennsylvania
I spent my life there one afternoon
I can't get that stretch of road
Out
the place where we've already been
There's Elvis-O-Rama, the Tupperware Museum,
The Boll Weevil Monument, and Cranberry World,
The Shuffleboard Hall
the place where we've already been
There's Elvis-O-Rama, the Tupperware Museum,
The Boll Weevil Monument, and Cranberry World,
The Shuffleboard Hall
Monday I...from Pennsylvania
Swapped it for a load of long horns in for work
Wednesday I slept 'til noon
Parked outside a Houston breezy spoon
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