LYRICS
In a dream last night I met a bearded man
He walked up to me and he reached out his hand
He asked me what it was I called my homeland
And when I told him he just shook his head
America America I gave my life for America
America America someday we’ll get to America
Now on the streets of Baltimore, St. Louis and Cleveland
Innocent sons lay dead
And in a humble church down in Charleston
The holy water was turned red
America America they died on the way to America
America America someday we’ll get to America
We keep sailing on
Though our sails are torn
Toward the land we dreamed
While our conscience screamed
Where we’ll right all the wrongs
We’ve waited for so long
It’s time we learn to change
Begin to rearrange
How we are thinking
To keep this ship from sinking
It’s made of blood and bone
It’s still far from home
So let’s wipe off these tears
Until all this smoke clears
Hold those who are grieving
To keep believing (hold note)
Midst of this dust and haze
Our hearts will find a way
Today I drove out to Bull Run battlefield
I saw blood running heard the clash of steel to steel
Brother looking into the eyes of brother with death and fear
Musket and cannon in my ear
America America we’ve won some battles but not the war
America America – someday we’ll get to America
America America – we’re on our way to America
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