Give us your tired and weak and we will make them strong
Bring us your foreign songs and we will sing along
Leave us your broken dreams we'll give them time to mend
There's still a lot of love living in the promiseland

Living in the promiseland our dreams are made of steel
The prayer of every man is to know how freedom feels
There is a winding road across the shifting sand
And room for everyone living in the promiseland

So they came from a distant isle nameless woman, faitheless child
Like a bad dream until there was no room at all
No place to run, and no place to fall
Give us our daily bread we have no shoes to wear
No place to call our home only this cross to bear
We are the multitudes lend us a helping hand
Is there no love anymore living in the promiseland

Living in the promiseland our dreams are made of steel
The prayer of every man is to know how freedom feels
There is a winding road across the shifting sand
And room for everyone living in the promiseland