The heart of the land beats strong and true
In every hand, the red, white, and blue
Through simple lives and dreams they chase
Their humble hearts light up this place
At sunrise on a dusty farm
A mother holds her child's warm arm
She whispers prayers while roosters crow
Gives thanks for seeds they've yet to sow
Here's to the ones who keep us whole
With steadfast hands and gentle souls
From mountain peaks to ocean sand
They build the heart of this great land
A factory bell rings loud at nine
A welder works the steel divine
With every spark, he builds his pride
For homes where families can reside
Here's to the ones who keep us whole
With steadfast hands and gentle souls
From mountain peaks to ocean sand
They build the heart of this great land
They don't seek fame, they don't need gold
Their wealth's in tales so softly told
Through every trial, they stand tall
Their simple grace inspires us all
A nurse bends low in midnight's glow
To calm a child she doesn't know
With healing hands, her work shines bright
A quiet hero through the night
Here's to the ones who keep us whole
With steadfast hands and gentle souls
From mountain peaks to ocean sand
They build the heart of this great land
The heart of the land beats strong and true
In every hand, the red, white, and blue
Through humble lives and dreams they chase
America shines in every face