I’ll tell you a story and it’s a true one and I’ll tell it like you understand

And I ain’t gonna talk like some history maid.



I look out and I see a land.

Young and lovely. Hard and strong

For fifty thousand years we’ve danced her praises.

Prayed our thanks and we’ve just begun. Yes, Yes



Yes this is my country.

Young and growing.

Free and flowing. See to see.

Yes, this is my country.

Ripe and bearing miracles

in ever pond and tree.

Her spirit walks the high country.

She’s giving free wild samples.

And setting an example how to give.



Yes this is my country

Retching and turning

She is like a baby learning how to live

i can stand upon a hill at dawn

Look all around me.

Feel her surround me.

Soldier blue

Can’t you see her life has just begun

Beating inside us. Telling us she’s here to guide us.



Soldier blue, Soldier blue, Soldier blue.

Can’t you see that there’s another way to love her.



This is my country

And I sprang from her

And I’m learning how to count upon her.

Tall trees and the corn is high country.

I guess I love her.

And I’m learning how to take care of her



When the news stories get me down

I take a drink of freedom to think of

North America from toe to crown

It's never long before

I know just why I belong here



Soldier Blue, Soldier Blue

Can't you see that there's another way to love her