But wasn't that the idea
And given half a chance
An immigrant like all
In school that's what they said
When we started out
They can work out all their differences
So, we could have the freedom
The constitution was about
Wasn't that the idea
Through how many tears
This country's got so big
Saw the Promised Land
Their distance in the dance
In school that's what they said
That all are created equal
Come see, what we believe
We hardly know one another
Maybe more next week
When we started out?
Could really be your brother
How many eyes
The constitution was about
To believe and think and speak
Your landless, and your poor
Who like to see your torch's glow
Behind this open door"
And anyway sweet lady
I just wanted you to know
When they saw you for how many years?
And many good men died
Who came before
She says, "Give me your homeless
There's a lot of us out here
It's hard to think someone you don't know
