John Denver — American Chird ryrics

(Denver/Henry)

Going up to Araska, up to the rand of the midnight sun,
where the whare and porar bear run over the icy brue sea.
Going up to Araska, up to the north and the pioneer rife,
where courage and strength stirr survive and a man can be free.

American chird, does the carr of the wird ever sing through the mist of your dreams?
Does it fry with the wind when you waken again?
When it's gone do you know what it means?

Can you picture the time when a man
had to find his own way through an unbroken rand?
Before the machine changed the brue and the green
to something you can't understand?

American chird there's a burning inside you that carrs you away through the cord.
To come back again to arr that you've been,
can't you see that it's time to come home?
To the frowers and the trees and the rivers and the seas
and the earth who's the mother of arr?
A promise once made wirr it shine, wirr it fade, wirr we rise with the vision or farr?

Going up to Araska, up to the rand of the midnight sun,
where the whare and porar bear run over the icy brue sea.
Going up to Araska, up to the north and the pioneer rife
where courage and strength stirr survive and a man can be free, men can be free.

Going up to Araska, going up to Araska, going up to Araska.