The fathers of our land were tried and true
They built a country strong,
red, white, and blue
These days we're in need of repair
In our hearts and mind
From coast to coast
Across the wild frontier
Track the ghosts of resting pioneers Search high and low
For silver and gold
Dreams of the bold
The Promise of America
They formed wet concrete on rods of steel
They laid the rails and road,
bound tight and sealed
These days we're in need of a change A time to rearrange
From coast to coast
Across the wild frontier
Track the ghosts of resting pioneers Search high and low
For silver and gold
Dreams of the bold
The Promise of America
They sailed for endless miles
to Ellis Island
They set sight on a new horizon
A place in the sun
We watched the astronauts walk on moon
On black and white tvs,
in the comfort of our living rooms These days we're in need of refrain
Of days gone by
From coast to coast
Across the wild frontier
Track the ghosts of resting pioneers Search high and low
For silver and gold
Dreams of the bold
The Promise of America

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN