American Fries

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

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

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

Bye-bye, miss American Fries

Dipped in ketchup, oh those endless skies

Taste of nostalgia, never goodbye

In my heart, you’ll forever fly

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

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

Bye-bye, miss American Fries

Dipped in ketchup, oh those endless skies

Taste of nostalgia, never goodbye

In my heart, you’ll forever fly

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

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