AMERICA, MY BEAUTY

AMERICA, MY BEAUTY,

ONCE FOUNDED UPON ME.

TELL ME WHAT HAS HAPPENED,

HAVE YOU BECOME TOO FREE?

YOU DEMAND YOUR FREEDOM,

TO PICK OR JUST TO CHOOSE,,

BUT, WHEN IT COMES TO ME,

YOU STEADFASTLY REFUSE!

SOME ARE VERY VERBAL,

AND VERY ANTI- GOD,

SOME ARE ,TOO COMPLACENT,

OTHERS AGREE WITH A NOD!

ALL DAY LONG, I SPEAK TO YOU,

AND TELL YOU OF MY LOVE,

SOMEHOW I AM NEVER HEARD,

FOR DAILY CARES DO SHOVE.

BUT WHEN THERE IS DISASTER,

SUCH AS HURRICANES AND WARS,

THEN YOU'RE ON YOUR KNEES,

STORMING HEAVEN'S DOORS!

IF DAILY YOU WOULD TURN AROUND,

I'M STANDING RIGHT NEARBY,

WHATEVER BE THE REASON,

I'LL HOLD YOU WHILE YOU CRY!

YOU THINK I'M SOME BIG GOD,

ON A THRONE AMONG THE STARS

THE TRUTH IS I AM HERE INSIDE,

JUST WAITING BY THE HOURS!

KEEPING FAITH, YOU'LL TAKE TIME

TURN TO ME AND SAY

"FATHER GOD, I LOVE YOU,

AND I CHOSE TO WALK YOUR WAY!

SO COME NOW, LET'S TALK

TELL ME ALL YOUR WOES.

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY SON,

WHO HAS CONQUERED ALL YOUR FOES!

Peggy Jeanine Woody

8/21/91