I, too sing America

I am the castaway’s son.

They shoved him out of the way

When hardship came.

But we laugh

And live well,

And grow strong,

We’ll not be shoved

Next time hardship comes.

Nobody’ll dare

Say to us,

“Out of the way,”

Then.

Besides

They’ll see how much stronger we are

And be ashamed—

I, too am American.