She started out from nothing

She lived off the land

She wanted to taste freedom

Not eat from someone’s hand

She grew up a strong lady

Yet welcomed everyone

Learned to fight of despots

Who tried to take her guns

She rescued those poor sinners

And paid for neighbors wars

She lent her aid to prisoners

Hugged the desolate and poor

But now she’s getting older

And troubled from within

Her people have forgotten

Why she left in the first place

America, I love you

You tried your best to give

But the troubles that you run from

Are buried deep within

America, we need you

Get back on the road

You weren’t meant for ditches

You were meant for hope