Community Of Hands And Hearts

Out on the plains where the corn grows tall, Hardworking folks, giving it their all. From sunrise to sunset, we toil the land, Hand in hand, we make a stand. In these fields of gold, we sow our dreams, Sharing in the harvest, just like a team. No one left behind, everyone's a part, In this community of hands and hearts. Neighbors lend a hand when times get tough, In our small town, that's more than enough. We believe in fairness, in what's right, Standing up together, with all our might. In these fields of gold, we sow our dreams, Sharing in the harvest, just like a team. No one left behind, everyone's a part, In this community of hands and hearts. From the barn to the courthouse, we have our say, Building a future, day by day. With justice and equality, guiding our way, We lift each other up, come what may. In these fields of gold, we sow our dreams, Sharing in the harvest, just like a team. No one left behind, everyone's a part, In this community of hands and hearts. So raise a glass to the working hand, In this country, where we all stand. United we thrive, in this land so grand, With working class ideals, we'll make our stand.