Almost heaven, this great country
From the mountains to the flowing ri-ivers
Born in liberty, land of brave and free
‘Least that is the way it was conceived to be!

    America, co-ome back home
    Be the land that I lo-ove
    From Virginia* to-o Alaska
    Come back home, America!

Dreams and mem’ries gather ‘round her
Lady Liberty, shining ‘cross the wa-ater
Standing tall and lighting up the sky
Welcoming the stranger, friendship in her eyes

    America, co-ome back home
    Be the land that I lo-ove
    From Virginia* to-o Alaska
    Come back home, America!

         I hear her weep when she sees what ICE is do-o-ing
         Torturing and killing innocents who have no say
         List’ning to the news I get a feelin’
         That I need to be out on the streets
         Every day, every day …

    America, co-ome back home
    Be the land that I lo-ove
    From Virginia* to-o Alaska
    Come back home, America!
    (slower) Co-ome back home, America!

*If you are a stickler for geographical accuracy, sing “West Quoddy” in these lines instead of “Virginia”.  West Quoddy, ME is the easternmost point of the US.