A song about the good old USA
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Lyrics
They came from England, across the ocean
Their harts aflame and hungry eyes
And they fought for a land called Paradise
To form a nation, strong and wise
The North smelt the iron, the South filled the land with cotton
Some were filled with greed, some still knew wrong from right
And they divided the land called Paradise
Between Blue and Grey and black and white
Between Blue and Grey and black and white
They headed westward, found gold and buffalo herds
Some laid iron track, some laid promises and lies
And the Cherokee walked through the land called Paradise
Along a Trail of Tears they cried
Along a Trail of Tears they cried
They told stories to their children about a shot heard ‘round the world
And the bells that rang for freedom in a far off land after two world wars
And though she wasn’t perfect, people came from far and wide
To Paradise
They built nuclear power plants, traveled to the moon and back
Some built factories, some built towers into the sky
Hand in hand they mourned in Paradise
As the Towers fell before their eyes
As the Towers fell before their eyes
They tell stories to their children about a shot heard ‘round the world
And the bells that rang for freedom so long ago will ring once more
And though she’s still not perfect, America won’t give up the fight
For Paradise
They came from England, across the ocean
To form a nation, strong and wise
