Fly Over States Lyrics - My Kinda Party - Jason Aldean

A couple of guys in first class on a flight 

From New York to Los Angeles 

Kinda making small talk, killing time 

Flirting with the flight attendants 

30, 000 feet above, could be Oklahoma 

Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms 

Man it all looks the same 

Miles and miles of backroads and highways 

Connecting little towns with funny names 

Who'd want to live down there in the middle of nowhere? 

Related 

11 Delicious Misheard Lyrics About Food 

HOT SONG: Dan + Shay, Justin Bieber - '10,000 Hours' - LYRICS 

NEW SONG: Thomas Rhett 'Remember You Young' - LYRICS 

They've never drove through Indiana 

Met a man who plowed that earth 

Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me 

Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas 

They'd understand why God made those fly over states 

I bet that mile long Santa Fe freight train engineer's seen it all 

Just like that flatbed cowboy stacking US steel on a 3-day haul 

Road and rails under their feet 

Yeah that sounds like a first class seat 

On the plains of Oklahoma 

With a windshield sunset in your eyes 

Like a watercolor painted sky 

You'd think heavens doors have opened 

You'll understand why God made 

Those fly over states 

Take a ride across the badlands 

Feel that freedom on your face 

Breathe in all that open space 

Meet a girl from Amarillo 

You'll understand why God made 

Might even want to plant your stakes 

In those fly over states 

Have you ever been through Indiana 

On the plains of Oklahoma 

Take a ride