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
