This is the land where I was born
Not so long ago
This is the land that struggled now
With worry and with woe
There was a question pounding my brain
What to do? What to do?
One night in a dream
The answer came into view
I saw a peaceful old valley
With a carpet of corn on the floor
And I heard a voice within me whisper
This is worth fighting for
I saw a little old cottage
And the river that flowed by the door
And I heard a voice within me whisper
This is worth fighting for
Didn't I build that cottage?
Didn't I plant that corn?
Didn't my folks before me
Fight for this country, before I was born?
I gathered my loved ones around me
And I gazed at each face I adore
Then I heard that voice within me thunder
This is worth fighting for
[bridge]
Didn't I build that cottage?
Didn't I plant that corn?
Didn't my folks before me
Fight for this country, before I was born?
I gathered my loved ones around me
And I gazed at each face I adore
Then I heard that voice within me thunder
This is worth fighting for