American Fries

[Intro]
Oh, gather 'round, I’ve got a story to tell
Of a childhood snack that I knew so well
It’s crispy, hot, with ketchup on the side
Oh, American Fries, my southern pride

[Verse 1]
Back in the day when the sun was shining bright
We’d gather ‘round the booth, every single night
Crunching on those taters, sharing stories, dreams
Nothing felt better than those childhood schemes

[Pre-Chorus]
And oh, how they shimmered in the neon light
Golden and warm, oh what a sight
Memories frying up like love’s first try
Oh, American Fries, I can't deny

[Chorus]
Bye-bye, miss American Fries
Dipped in ketchup, oh those endless skies
Taste of nostalgia, never goodbye
In my heart, you’ll forever fly

[Verse 2]
Sunday afternoons with family and cheer
Holding those trays, so good and near
Growing up fast, but my taste remains
Frozen in time, with those greasy refrains

[Pre-Chorus]
And oh, how they shimmered in the neon light
Golden and warm, oh what a sight
Memories frying up like love’s first try
Oh, American Fries, I can't deny

[Chorus]
Bye-bye, miss American Fries
Dipped in ketchup, oh those endless skies
Taste of nostalgia, never goodbye
In my heart, you’ll forever fly

[Bridge]
Through every season, through every change
You’re the comfort that remains
Laughing at the moments gone by
With every bite, I close my eyes

[Outro]
So here’s to the fries, those golden dreams
Forever part of my childhood schemes
With every crunch, I’m back in time
Oh, American Fries, you’re forever mine

American folk rock, acoustic guitar, nostalgic, mellow mood