America : The Dream Goes on

America, America, and the dream goes on !

America, America, and the dream goes on !

There's a song in the dust of a county road

On the wind it comes to call,

And it sings in the farms and the fac'try towns

Where you think there'd be no song at all.

And the words are the words that our fathers heard

As they whistled down the years,

And the name of the song is the name of the dream

And it's music to our ears.

America, America, and the dream goes on !

America, America, and the dream goes on !

And the words that we read on the courthouse walls

And the words that make us free

And the more we remember the way we began

The closer we get to the best we can be.

Was there ever a time we forgot it's worth

All the struggles and the scars

If we leave to the children a sky full of hope

And a flag that's filled with stars.

America, America, and the dream goes on !

Remember the voice of Jefferson

And the sound of Thomas Paine,

Lincoln sang at Gettysberg about America.

Listen well to the wind and you can hear

From Oregon to Maine,

America, America !

There's a song in the dust of a country road

It's a song we must recall

And it sings in the farms and th fac'try towns

And where you think there'd be no song at all.

And the words are the words that our fathers heard

As they whistled down the years,

And the name of the song is the name of the dream

And it's music to our ears.

America, America, and the dream goes on !

Think of Roosevelt and Kennedy

And of Martin Luther King

And the way they sang a song about America

Listen well to the wind, its always there

And it's asking us to sing,

America, America !

Though the voices are changing,

The song's the same as it sings from sea to sea,

And as long as the music is strong and clear

We'll know that tomorrow will always be free.

America, and the dream goes on !

America, and the dream goes on !

America, America, America, America, and the dream goes on !