I’m the river, I’m the brain
The lonesome whistle of a train
I’m the amber waves of grain
I’m the highway, I’m the fog
The fertile fields and boulevards
The hand that rests over your heart
Oh, I’m the echo of the bell that’s ringing
Oh, I’m the freedom in the we’re singing
I’m the that’s in the dust
I’m the prayer and trust
The of us
I’m America
I’m the music the dance
The open a chance
The where courage takes a stance
All the colors that you see
The lights 30,000 feet
I’m the of victory
Oh, I’m the echo of the bell that’s ringing
Oh, I’m the freedom in the we’re singing
I’m the that’s in the dust
I’m the prayer and trust
The of us
I’m America
I’m America
I’m the I’m the sons
I’m the footprints in the mud
I’m a shelter washed in blood
Oh, oh
I’m the that’s in the dust
I’m the prayer and trust
The of us
I’m America
Oh, oh
I’m America
Oh, oh
I’m America
Oh, oh
I’m America
