Текст песни America Is a Hard Religion - Lucie Dolène , Oliver Wallace

Some rule from the sky
Some inch cross the ground
Their bent backs turn to all
Heaven above sends down

Scratch and puff from this earth
What gold it may give
Fattening on feasts to come
Laboring now to live

And America is a hard religion
Not just anyone may enter
America is a hard religion
Some never do surrender

Sent to a savage land
Mother knows not why
To plant a seed in rocky soil
And perhaps to die

Freedom come it may
To this child instead
Freedom comes freedom goes
Father is surely dead

And America is a hard religion
Not just anyone may enter
America is a hard religion
Some never do surrender

Paid by thanksful praise
Yet we soldier on
Trials to test our hearts
Doubts to make us strong

Cheered by loved ones that
From the graveyard say
All my tears surely gone
After I fly away

And America is a hard religion
Not just anyone may enter
America is a hard religion
Some never do surrender