Oh my love, it's a long way [bad word] 
From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons 
From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky 
From digging in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye 

These are the hands that built America  [bad word]  Sioux, Dutch, Hindu) 
Oh, oh oh, America
(Polish, Irish, German, Italian) 

Last saw your face in a watercolour sky 
As sea birds argue, a long goodbye 
I took your kiss, on the spray of the new line star
You gotta live with your dreams, don't make them so hard 

And these are the hands, that built America 
(The Irish, the Blacks, the Chinese, the Jews) 
Ah, ah ah, America / Hand 
(Korean, Hispanic, Muslim, Indian) 

Of all of the promises, is this one we could keep 
Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach 

Out ta outa reeeach 
(Dream-oh-yeah) 
(Oh oh-dream, oh love) 

It's early fall, there's a cloud on 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-ah-ah America