7 Days of Music. Day 3: America Smells Like Freedom

I'm writing 7 songs in 7 days. Today: Country Duet.

"America Smells Like Freedom" (Kenny Raunchers and Dolly Farton)

(Kenny:)
At a truck stop in Kenosha
I breathe the diesel fuel
At a diner in Montana
I smell a patron’s stool

(Dolly:)
From the steel mills of Ohio
To the plants of Battle Creek
From a dumpster outside Wal-Mart
Where I stop to take a leak

There’s a growing stench across this land
As sweet as bottled pee
Yes America smells like freedom to me

(Duet; Chorus:)
Oh America smells like freedom to me
Now I know just what it smells like to be free
From the dung that grows our waves of grain
From the sewer to the sea
America smells like freedom to me

(Kenny:)
From the farmland of Missouri
I can smell this precious earth

(Dolly:)
From exhaust fumes in Daytona
To the stockyards in Fort Worth

(Kenny:)
There’s a stench that’s risin’ cross this land
It’s rich, it’s ripe, it’s free
Yes America smells like freedom to me

(Chorus)
Oh America smells like freedom to me
Now I know just what it smells like to be free
From the dung that grows our waves of grain
From the sewer to the sea
America smells like freedom to me

(Bridge)
(Kenny:)
There’s a lump that’s growing in my throat
That cannot be denied

(Dolly:)
And I don’t think it’s cancer

(Both:)
No, I think it’s pride

(Key change)
(Dolly:)
From the butt crack of a plumber
Comes a whiff of rancid sweat

(Kenny:)
From the swollen feet of waitresses
So pungent and so wet

(Dolly:)
From the carcass of a slaughtered pig
At the hot dog factory
Yes America smells like freedom to me

(Another key change; chorus:)
Oh America smells like freedom to me
Now I know just what it smells like to be free
From the dung that grows our waves of grain
From the sewer to the sea
America smells like freedom to me

(Dolly, slowly):
From the diaper of the smallest child

(Kenny, slowly):
To the odor of the elderly

(Both, big finish):
America smells like freedom to me