God bless America again you see all the troubles that she's in Wash her pretty face dry her eyes and then God bless America again
God I sure to wish you bless America again You know like you did way back when it all began You blessed her then but we just sorta kinda take it for granted And never did ask again So God just hold her hand that's all And if she should stumble please don't let her fall God bless America again...
You know I don't understand to everythin' I'm readin' here About what's wrong with America And if you don't have a lotta good learnin' I guess there's a lotta things you don't understand But let me say this God she's like a mother to me And though all I am or ever hope to be I owe to you and to her Wash her pretty face...