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 took it for granted And never did ask again So just hold her hand God that's all And if she should stumble please don't let her fall God bless America again...
You know I don't understand every thing I'm readin' here About what's wrong with America But when you don't have a lotta book 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 all I am or ever hoped to be I owe to you and to her
Wash her pretty face dry her eyes and then God bless America again.