Thursday, September 5, 2013

Freedom's Sweet Refrain

I've heard thunder, softly pealing o'er distant plains,
smelled fragrant grass, anticipating rain.

I've heard the ocean's rumbling roar upon reaching land,
and midnight lakes gently lapping, caressing sand.

I've heard a coyote's mournful wail, dwarfed by massive, starry, skies,
I've seen proud people walk tall, freedom in their eyes.

From ocean shores to dust bowls, to verdant forest scenes,
a country big enough to fill our senses and our dreams.

       I'm a born-free American, my spirit fuels my dreams
       I'm a born-free American, free to live my dreams
       In a land forged by fire, built on freedom's themes
       I'm a born-free American, my spirit fuels my dreams
       I'm a born-free American, free to live my dreams

The one true revolution, designed to make Men free,
took power from oppressors, gave it to you and me.

Founders knew the evil secret, hidden in the heart of Man,
if you give him the power, he'll abuse it because he can.

Lucky to be born free, keep it if you can,
never, never, never, give it away again.

From ocean shores to dust bowls, to verdant forest scenes,
a country big enough to fill our senses and our dreams.

       I'm a born-free American, my spirit fuels my dreams
       I'm a born-free American, free to live my dreams
       In a land forged by fire, built on freedom's themes
       I'm a born-free American, my spirit fuels my dreams
       I'm a born-free American, free to live my dreams