Surfin' USA (April Outtake)

If everybody had an ocean
Across the USA
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
You can surf it to
Everybody's gone surfin'

Surfin' USA
You'd catch 'em surfin' at
Texas County line
Take a trip to the Ocean
You can feel real fine
All over Manhattan
It's the only way
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' USA

We'll all be planning that route
We're gonna take real soon
We're waxing down our surfboards
We can't wait 'til June
We'll all be gone for the summer
We're on safari to stay
Tell the teacher we're surfin'
Surfin' USA, oh
Surf, baby, surf
Surf that USA

Oh, God, touch the sinners everywhere, oh, God
Prepare us, oh, God
Set our minds oh God
Let 'em know that there's peace in their soul with you, oh, God
In the name of Jesus
Lord God, bless our paths as we come forth, oh, God
Set in the way of God, oh, God
That our hearts may be reached, and souls may be saved
In the mighty name of Jesus, thank God



Credits
Writer(s): Chuck Berry
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