"The Land Of The Free" lyrics

If you go down to the water
And look out to sea
There will be a ship sailing
Away on the breeze
She is heading for America
And that's where I'll be
For the tide it is turning
For this land and me

There's no end to the darkness
A blight on the land
We are drowning in hardship
No place for a man
With a dream that will take him
To where the wind blows
I can't pay the Middleman
So I must go

With rain in my heart, sun on my back
There's a new world that's waiting for me
We've been praying for a miracle
And that's what we'll see, when we're sailing to America
The Land of the Free

There are many there before us
Who with open arms, will give every hope
To a man who works hard
There'll be others who hate us and do as they please
But anything is better than this place on it's knees

With rain in my heart, sun on my back
There's a new world that's waiting for me
We've been praying for a miracle
That's what we'll see, when we're sailing to America
The Land of the Free

There'll be some that will greet us
Like dust in the wind
"Go back now to where you came from;"
And I'm told that they'll treat us like pigs in a pen
So I know that I must be strong, I must be strong

With rain in my heart, sun on my back
To the new world that's waiting for me
We've been praying for a miracle
And that's what we'll see, when we're sailing to America
The Land of the Free

We'll be sailing to America
The Land of the Free
The Land of the Free