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She's the mainland
She's an island
She's the lowland
I guess that she's a highland
And I like to sing
This little song for her
Nothing much lately has really been sung
I wonder if she cries when the weary day is done
But I'd like to sing
This little song for her
Would you mind if I sang it from my heart
Would you mind if I sang it from my soul
Mother America, I'm coming home
She's the traitor
She's a sailor
And if she hurts someone
Well then someone made her
And I'd like to sing
This little song for her
Nothing much lately has really be sung
I wonder if she cries when the weary day is done
But I'd like to sing
This little song for her
Would you like to sing it from the heart
Would you like to sing it from your soul
Mother America I'm coming home
Words and music by Jim Peterik
Copyright 1972 by Bald Medusa Music Co, All Rights Reserved
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