John Jackson (Producer) - Americana lyrics

I wanna make my home Where the buffalo roam In that great panorama My baby brother and me In the land of the free Americana In my schoolboy world I always get the girl On that great silver screen 'Cause since I was a teen Ya' know I had this dream Americana Oh Runnin' high on inspiration Taken from those Wild West heroes Full of expectations of the road On that windin' trail to somewhere Young and foolish though he did not care What dangers lay in store and so In the steps of the great pioneers For (?) I can't understand how I'm gonna Get there from here Wherever it goes, it's gonna take me somewhere Americana Kentucky Moon Montana sky Sierra, Nevada (?) But it's a long long time Americana I wanna make my home where the buffalo roam Oh