America, The Dream Goes On James Ingram

America, America, and the dream goes on!
America, America, and the dream goes on!

There's a song in the dust of a county road
On the wind it comes to call
And it sings in the farms and the factory towns
Where you think there'd be no song at all

And the words are the words that our fathers heard
As they whistled down the years
And the name of the song is the name of the dream
And it's music to our ears

America, America, and the dream goes on!
America, America, and the dream goes on!

And the words that we read on the courthouse walls
And the words that make us free
And the more we remember the way we began
The closer we get to the best we can be

Was there ever a time we forgot it's worth
All the struggles and the scars
If we leave to the children a sky full of hope
And a flag that's filled with stars