Traveling cross country 3400 miles makes me think of the old Waylon Jennings song "America"

"America"

Some have said, down through history

If you last it's a mystery
But I guess they don't know, what they're talking about
From the mountains down to the sea
You've become such a habit with me
America, America

Well, I come from, down around Tennessee
But the people in California
Are nice to me, America
It don't matter where I may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
America, America

And my brothers are all black and white
Yellow too and the red man is right
To expect a little from you
Promise and then follow through, America

All the men who fell on the plains
And lived through hardship and pain
America, America
And the men who could not fight
In a war that didn't seem right
You let them come home, America

And my brothers are all black and white
Yellow too and the red man is right
To expect a little from you
Promise and then follow through, America

Well, I come from, down around Tennessee
But the people in California
Are nice to me, America
It don't matter where I may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
America, America
America, America
It's home sweet home, America
America, America...

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