America never was America to me And yet I swear this oath - America will be!
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss
Life dosent frighten me at all.
When I were a young man, I used to play baseball and steal bases just like Jackie Robinson. If the empire would rule me out, I would get mad and hit the empire.
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be.
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.