This Is Your Country

It's a race with time to the subway, every morning You work so hard Making a new life everyday Looking out sometimes, beyond Manhattan At the fields and streets you fled When you went away I know the tug you feel Inside your heart I've dreamed that dream So please remember Please remember This is your country So if you close your eyes in south Boston An Atlantic sunset fills your mind Child again in long summer evenings Before the age of the cruel and unkind This is your country This is your country waiting for you Come back home Come back home