words and music by Arlo Guthrie      Living now here but for fortune   Placed by fate's mysterious schemes   Who'd believe that we're the ones asked   To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams      Arise sweet destiny, time runs short   All of your patience has heard their retort   Hear us now for alone we can't seem   To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams      Can you hear the words being whispered   All along the American stream   Tyrants freed the just are imprisoned   Try to rekindle the patriot's dreams      Ah but perhaps too much is being asked of too few   You and your children with nothing to do   Hear us now for alone we can't seem   To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams