Spirit, my friend, come on and move me
Spirit, my heart lies ready to fly
Above the noise of the morning street paper
Spirit, my arrow is pointed
And aimed at the sky
Spirit, you move on the land of my fathers
The Cherokee women lie broken and down
Spirit them on to the land of their brothers
Spirit, their mother's own blood
Has hallowed the ground
Once it was brother, and God, and the country
Once it was flags and the 4th of July
Spirit, the eagle is changing his course
And you know that the horses of war
Finally die
Children in Cheyenne, they were taught in their schools
To believe in the country, don't break any rules
But the TV is on and they know something's wrong
Someone's gotta tell 'em to keep pushin' on
Can you hear me, Wyoming?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me, Wyoming?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me, Virginia?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me, Dakotas?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me in Texas?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me, Hawaii?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me, Wisconsin?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive
Can you hear me, California?
Oh, you are the country
You are the nation, and you will survive