Verse 1
F#m E D
Oh, my love, it's a long way we've come
F#m E D
From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons
Am G D
From the stony fields to hanging steel from sky
Am G D
From digging in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye
F#m E D
These are the hands that built America
F#m E D
America
Verse 2
(Аналогично Verse 1)
Last saw your face in a watercolor sky
As sea birds argue, a long goodbye
I took your kiss on the spray of the new land star
You gotta live with your dreams, don't make them so hard
And these are the hands that built America
America
C Em F
Of all the promises, is this one we could keep
C Em F
Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach
Halle, holy
F#m E D
It's early fall, there's a cloud on the New York skyline
F#m E D
Innocence dragged across a yellow line
These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America
America
America
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