Текст песни We Americans - The Avett Brothers
I
grew
up
with
reverence
for
the
red,
white,
and
blue
Spoke
of
God
and
liberty,
reciting
the
Pledge
of
Allegiance
Learned
love
of
country
from
my
own
family
Some
shivered
and
prayed,
approaching
the
beaches
of
Normandy
The
flag
waves
high
and
that's
how
it
should
be
So
many
lives
given
and
taken
in
the
name
of
freedom
But
the
story's
complicated
and
hard
to
read
Pages
of
the
book
obscured
or
torn
out
completely
I
am
a
son
of
Uncle
Sam
And
I
struggle
to
understand
the
good
and
evil
But
I'm
doing
the
best
I
can
In
a
place
built
on
stolen
land
with
stolen
people
Blood
in
the
soil
with
the
cotton
and
tobacco
Blood
in
the
soil
with
the
cotton
and
tobacco
Blood
in
the
soil
with
the
cotton
and
tobacco
A
misnamed
people
and
a
kidnapped
race
Laws
may
change
but
we
can't
erase
the
scars
of
a
nation
Of
children
devalued
and
disavowed
Displaced
by
greed
and
the
arrogance
of
Manifest
Destiny
Short-sighted
to
say
it
was
a
long
time
ago
Not
even
two
lifetimes
have
passed
since
the
days
of
Lincoln
The
sins
of
Andrew
Jackson,
the
shame
of
Jim
Crow
And
time
moves
slow
when
the
tragedies
are
beyond
description
I
am
a
son
of
Uncle
Sam
And
I
struggle
to
understand
the
good
and
evil
But
I'm
doing
the
best
I
can
In
a
place
built
on
stolen
land
with
stolen
people
We
are
more
than
the
sum
of
our
parts
All
these
broken
homes
and
broken
hearts
God
will
you
keep
us
wherever
we
go?
Will
you
forgive
us
for
where
we've
been?
We
Americans
Blood
on
the
table
with
the
coffee
and
the
sugar
Blood
on
the
table
with
the
coffee
and
the
sugar
Blood
on
the
table
with
the
coffee
and
the
sugar
I've
been
to
every
state,
and
seen
shore
to
shore
The
still
open
wounds
of
the
Civil
War
Watched
blind
hatred
bounce
back
and
forth
Seen
vile
prejudice
both
in
the
south
and
the
north
And
accountability
is
hard
to
impose
On
ghosts
of
ancestors
haunting
the
halls
of
our
conscience
But
the
path
of
grace
and
goodwill
is
still
here
For
those
of
us
who
may
be
considered
among
the
living
I
am
a
son
of
God
and
man
And
I
may
never
understand
the
good
and
evil
But
I
dearly
love
this
land
Because
of,
and
in
spite
of,
we
the
people
We
are
more
than
the
sum
of
our
parts
All
these
broken
bones
and
broken
hearts
God
will
you
keep
us
wherever
we
go?
Can
you
forgive
us
for
where
we've
been?
We
Americans
We
Americans
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
Love
in
our
hearts
with
the
pain
and
the
memory
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