America

Beside the gutter in a Bangkok street
There sits a naked child, grateful for something to eat
From America
She licks her fingers, and she wipes her face
She stares in silence and dreams of a distant place
Called America

America, symbol of hope and goodwill
Is it only a vision she sees, or are you for real?

Across the ocean, in a Baghdad crowd
Stands an angry boy shouting a curse out loud
At America
His eyes are burning with a fiery hate
He's so detеrmined that death be thе certain fate
Of that state called America

America, land of the strong and the free
When you look in his eyes
Tell me, what will your answer be?

Outside the city, on a Haitian beach
They come by thousands, hoping somehow to reach
America
The dark sea churns beneath the morning heat
As one by one, they board their freedom fleet
And sail to meet America

America, keeper of liberty's flame
When they land on your shore
Will you really be glad that they came?

Back in Ohio, in a Sunday school
A class of children are reading the Golden Rule
In America
They eat their cookies, and they laugh and play
And just before they leave, they bow their heads to pray
For America

For America
For America