Oh my love, it's a long way we've come
From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons
From the stony fields to hanging steel from the sky
From diggin' in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye
These are the hands that built America
Ahh, America
Last saw your face in a watercolor sky
As sea birds argue a long goodbye
I took your kiss on the spray of the new land star
You gotta live with your dreams, don't make them so hard
And these are the hands that built America
Ahh, America
Of all of the promises, is this one we could keep?
Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach?
Halle, ole
Dream oh live, oh, oh, dream oh love
It's early fall, there's a cloud on the New York skyline
Innocence drags across a yellow line
These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America
Ahh, America
Ahh, America
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