America Is

America is a sharecropper’s son
Who plays a guitar
And grows up to be a rock and roll star
Yes even a sharecopper’s son can go far
In America
America is an immigrant’s daughter
With something to say
Who grows up to be a writer one day
An immigrant’s daughter can turn out ok
In America
America
You can build a bigger bridge
You can make a better car
Erect a building tall enough to almost touch a star
Anything you can dream you can do
It’s up to you
America is the cop on the beat
Who walks all alone
And offers his life to safeguard your own
Like so many heroes unsung and unknown
In America
America is the telephone man
On top of a pole
The miner who digs deep down in a hole
And each one in search of his own private goal
In America
America
You can build a stronger dam
You can make a faster plane
Irrigate a barren desert that is crying out for rain
Anything you can dream you can do
It’s up to you
America is
The light in the harbor
That immigrants see
That tells them they’ve reached the land of the free
And that is the way it always will be