Yesterday evening, the 4th of July, found us in the car, driving home from a tiring day of kayaking under the unrelenting sun. Nick pondered why the radio wasn’t playing more festive tunes and immediately I held up my left index finger as I started searching my iTunes account.
Me: “Hmmm. I know I have it, I’m sure of it, but it’s not coming up in my search. ”
Me: “Proud to be an American. I know, I’ll see if it’s on YouTube and play it there.”
I did a figurative forehead slap upon my search, for I discovered the name of the song is actually God Bless the USA. Admitting my folly aloud, I easily found the song in my iTunes Library.
Nick: “Why didn’t you just search for ‘Lee Greenwood?'”
I pause. Deep sigh. I hate it when he makes sense. It gets old, I tell ya.
Me: “Your logic has no place in my life, Nicholas.”
After God Bless the USA concluded (and we both wiped away tears because it’s just that kind of song), I searched my songs library for America because my road companion demanded patriotic anthems to carry us home. Simon and Garfunkel’s America came next. I found American Pie and American Woman…a bit of a reach there though.
Mr Know-it-all: “Why don’t you Google ‘patriotic songs?’ Maybe you have something else that doesn’t start with the word ‘America.'”
(That last bit sounded a little sarcastic.)
Reading through a list, I squeal upon finding a song I overlooked. I turned the volume up in time for The Boss to start singing Born in the USA.
I return to Google, searching for This Land is Your Land in time to realize that I already own a whole album (I was searching songs-only before) by the name of American Patriot…by Lee Greenwood.
Me: “Hmm. Maybe I should have just searched by ‘Lee Greenwood’ from the beginning.”