Come Back Home, America

Almost heaven, this great country
From the mountains to the flowing ri-ivers
Born in liberty, land of brave and free
‘Least that is the way it was conceived to be!

America, co-ome back home
Be the land that I lo-ove
From Virginia* to-o Alaska
Come back home, America!

Dreams and mem’ries gather ‘round her
Lady Liberty, shining ‘cross the wa-ater
Standing tall and lighting up the sky
Welcoming the stranger, friendship in her eyes

America, co-ome back home
Be the land that I lo-ove
From Virginia* to-o Alaska
Come back home, America!

I hear her weep when she sees what ICE is do-o-ing
Torturing and killing innocents who have no say
List’ning to the news I get a feelin’
That I need to be out on the streets
Every day, every day …

America, co-ome back home
Be the land that I lo-ove
From Virginia* to-o Alaska
Come back home, America!
(slower) Co-ome back home, America!

*If you are a stickler for geographical accuracy, sing “West Quoddy” in these lines instead of “Virginia”. West Quoddy, ME is the easternmost point of the US.