America You Are My Woman

(álbum: When I Get My Wings - 1976)

By your way, I've often traveled
Magic mother of the pearl
Watched your mysteries unravel
While each foamy wave uncurled

Neath' my soles the sands of freedom
Fertile valleys, moutains high
Blistered by the blazing sunshine
Mellowed by the moonlight night

Mighty measure of the Maker
With your open arms unfurled
America, you are my woman
America, you are my world

Many worlds and dreams I've traveled
Sliding softly through the night
Scanned through silicones and cycles
Mirrored low your emerald life

When my days on earth return to
Dust from whence my body weighs
Will my soul could always carry
Where the Saint's first flight was made

Mighty measure of the Maker
With your open arms unfurled
America, you are my woman
America, you are my world