The Hands That Built America (From "Gangs of New York") - Flies on the Square Egg, Orquesta Cinerama

Oh my love, it’s a long way we’ve come

From the freckled hills to the steel glass canyons

From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky

From digging in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye

These are the hands that built America

(Russian, Sioux, Dutch, Hindu)

Oh, oh oh, America

(Polish, Irish, German, Italian)

Last saw your face in a watercolour sky

As sea birds argue, a long goodbye

I took your kiss, on the spray of the Newline Star

You gotta live with your dreams, don’t make them so hard

And these are the hands, that built America

(The Irish, the Blacks, the Chinese, the Jews)

Ah, ah ah, America / Hand

(Korean, Hispanic, Muslim, Indian)

Of all of the promises, is this one we could keep

Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach

Out ta outa reeeach

(Dream-oh-yeah)

(Oh oh-dream, oh love)

It’s early fall, there’s a cloud on the New York skyline

Innocence, dragged across a yellow line

These are the hands that built America

These are the hands that built America

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah America