Home of the Brave--Lyrics
By Karen Drucker, JD Martin and David Roth
VERSE 1 For the past four years Guadalupe checked in To the Phoenix office of immigration, Both of her kids U.S. born. But ev'rything changed the day they took her away.
CHORUS 1 In the home of the brave, in the land of the free, We are immigrants and pilgrims and refugees. From ev'ry nation, one family. When you come for Guadelupe, You come for me.
VERSE 2 For the past two years Kamal made his rounds, Interfaith Medical Center, New York City. He went to Sudan to visit his mom. But ev'rything changed, he couldn't come back, he was stranded.
CHORUS 2 In the home of the brave, in the land of the free, We are immigrants and pilgrims, and refugees, From ev'ry nation, one family. When you come for Kamal, you come for me.
BRIDGE Give me your tired, your poor huddled masses. This is America, built by dreamers yearning to breathe free.
VERSE 3 If I had to leave my country what would I do If the way I dressed was a trigger for you? If I'm not welcome here where would I go? Could I sail away on an unknown ocean of hope?
CHORUS 3 In the home of the brave, in the land of the free, We are immigrants and pilgrims and refugees. From ev'ry nation, one family. When you come for Guadelupe, for Kamal, When you come for my neighbor. You come for me.
Copyright 2017 TayToones Music (BMI) Gill In' Goldie (ASCAP) David Roth/Maythe1ightMusic (ASCAP)
VERSE 1 For the past four years Guadalupe checked in To the Phoenix office of immigration, Both of her kids U.S. born. But ev'rything changed the day they took her away.
CHORUS 1 In the home of the brave, in the land of the free, We are immigrants and pilgrims and refugees. From ev'ry nation, one family. When you come for Guadelupe, You come for me.
VERSE 2 For the past two years Kamal made his rounds, Interfaith Medical Center, New York City. He went to Sudan to visit his mom. But ev'rything changed, he couldn't come back, he was stranded.
CHORUS 2 In the home of the brave, in the land of the free, We are immigrants and pilgrims, and refugees, From ev'ry nation, one family. When you come for Kamal, you come for me.
BRIDGE Give me your tired, your poor huddled masses. This is America, built by dreamers yearning to breathe free.
VERSE 3 If I had to leave my country what would I do If the way I dressed was a trigger for you? If I'm not welcome here where would I go? Could I sail away on an unknown ocean of hope?
CHORUS 3 In the home of the brave, in the land of the free, We are immigrants and pilgrims and refugees. From ev'ry nation, one family. When you come for Guadelupe, for Kamal, When you come for my neighbor. You come for me.
Copyright 2017 TayToones Music (BMI) Gill In' Goldie (ASCAP) David Roth/Maythe1ightMusic (ASCAP)
