text: What is this land America so many travel there
  Im going now while Im still young my darling meet me there
  Wish me luck my lovely Ill send for you when I can
  And well make our home in the American land
  Over there all the woman wear silk and satin to their knees
  And children dear, the sweets, I hear, are growing on the trees
  Gold comes rushing out the rivers straight into your hands
  When you make your home in the American Land
  Theres diamonds in the sidewalk thes gutters lined in song
  Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
  Theres treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
  Who will make his home in the American Land
  I docked at Ellis Island in a city of light and spires
  She met me in the valley of red-hot steel and fire
  We made the steel that built the cities with our sweat and two hands
  And we made our home in the American Land
  Theres diamonds in the sidewalk thes gutters lined in song
  Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
  Theres treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
  Who will make his home in the American Land
  The McNicholas, the Posalskis, the Smiths, Zerillis, too
  The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews
  Come across the water a thousand miles from home
  With nothing in their bellies but the fire down below
  They died building the railroads worked to bones and skin
  They died in the fields and factories names scattered in the wind
  They died to get here a hundred years ago theyre still dying now
  The hands that built the country we’re always trying to keep down
  Theres diamonds in the sidewalk thes gutters lined in song
  Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
  Theres treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
  Who will make his home in the American Land