Oh my love

It's a long way we've come

From the freckled hills

To the steel and glass canyons

From the stony fields

To hanging steel from skies

From digging in our pockets

For a reason not to say goodbye

These are the hands that built America

Ah ah ah...America

Last saw your face

In a watercolored sky

As sea birds argue A long goodbye

I took your kiss

On the spray of a new lined star

You gotta live in your dreams

Don't make them so hard

And these are the hands that built America

Ah ah ah...America

Of all of the promises

Is this one we can keep

Of all of the dreams

Is this one still out of reach?

Its early fall

There's a cloud in the New York skyline

Innocence...dragged across a yellow line

These are the hands that built America

These are the hands that built America

Ah ah ah...America

Ah ah ah...America