America is such a glorious place, to live and to be.
We are so blessed by God, from sea to shining sea.
The winds of freedom... blow soft breezes... into our face.
Where on this old earth... would we find another such place?
Our seashores are a sight to behold... at the sunset
The beauty of the sunrise could hardly be met.
The wind of freedom is free to blow... where e'er we go...
In this, land... America. We try to keep freedom in other Countries so.
Riding through the Country, we can't help but see,
Beautiful and populous mountains on each side of the sea.
Large rye and wheat fields... bend under the wind, as to enjoy,
Strength and freedom that the wind doth employ.
Blow freedom, blow ~ as long as on this earth we live.
God giving us the power and freedom to ever forgive
Others as they forgive us, each and all free; to come and go.
May it ever be, that we're as free... as the wind that doth blow?
Birds and butterflies, with things of nature; all to admire,
All free as the wind and animals, in a pasture; without wire.
Little Prairie dogs race in the grass, to find their mom...
There's nothing so wonderful... on earth, as the "wind of freedom." |
