*** Insired by John Dickinson, “The Liberty Song” (1768) *** Hand in hand… or it comes undone. Hand in hand… or it takes us one by one. Born into hard ground, that’s how it goes You learn what holds, you learn what folds Nothing comes easy, nothing comes clean You keep what you build or you watch it leave Then join hand in hand, brave Americans all By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall. Stay in it now — or watch it run It’s one by one, or everyone Not as owned men, but standing our own We put in what hurts to keep what’s home They sell cheap answers, loud and fast But silence is costly when things don’t last Join hand in hand, brave Americans all By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall. You don’t stand long when you stand alone You stand or break as a whole Some talk big from quiet rooms Where loss is a word, not a wound You learn it in kitchens with cabinets bare You learn it when no one else is there Then join hand in hand, brave Americans all By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall. We hold it tight or watch it slide You live divided — or side by side Hand in hand — or it comes undone. Hand in hand — or it takes us one by one. Hand in hand. That’s it. That’s the deal.
