God bless America again
You see all the troubles that she's in
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes
And then God bless America again
God, I sure do wish You'd bless America again
You know like You did way back when it all began
You blessed her then, but we just sorta kinda take it for granted
And never did ask again
So God just hold her hand that's all
And if she should stumble please don't let her fall
God bless America again
You see all the troubles that she's in
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes
And then God bless America again
You know I don't understand to everythin' I'm readin' here
About what's wrong with America
And if You don't have a lotta good learnin'
I guess there's a lotta things You don't understand
But let me say this God she's like a mother to me
And though all I am or ever hope to be I owe to You and to her
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes
And then God bless America again
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